🎵 WELL IT'S THAT MAN OF SORROWS, STILL SEARCHING FOR TOMORROWS, BITCHEZ ALWAYS SOMEHOW GAVE ME BITTER PILLS TO SWALLOW. ASKED MY NEIGHBOR THE LIL' HOMEY I CALL HIM LALO, SEE IF HE'D GIMME $53 DOLLARS TO BORROW! SEE ME LEADER HE BE JESUS, A TOUGH ACT TO FOLLOW. E NA'O IESU LAVA OLE FA'AOLA AUA GEI E GALO!🎵 Someday, someone soon will say, it's okay, to mess around and play with the heart & mind of Y0'NoK. Fugget that shit, I'll hit a little bitch, talkin that shit, nigga get a grip! Nick don't trip, less I wanna trip, who wanna see Blood, who wanna be a Crip? Who even wanna gimme any lip, when this pistol grip, is in between my sweaty fingers and your very curvaliscious hips. Don't trip, don't flip-out, don't even allow any clouds of doubt, to tell you what to think about when these niggaz say they know Y0'NeXoKiN inside & out. I shout, out loud, proudly to the crowd, shit true believers believe in not even allowed, still I be burning, suviving the fires like the shroud of Turin, from way before and even during, the turn of the century, with a fury burning...living & learning, earning only minimum wage, waiting to engage, professional women counting money in a casino cage. Baby mamas rage, disengage, it's time to turn the fuckin page. A young Samoan man's rage, is ignited at a tender young age, everytime his mama invaded his man-cave!!! From the cradle to the grave, MrNickster gave & gave, told my bro the world is cold we gotta be bold & braver, carry our crosses like the Savior, yes, why not be blessed & highly favored, I got more flavor than an exploded container of Lifesavers 🎵 WELL IT'S THAT MAN OF SORROWS, STILL SEARCHING FOR TOMORROWS, BITCHEZ ALWAYS SOMEHOW GAVE ME BITTER PILLS TO SWALLOW. ASKED MY NEIGHBOR THE LIL' HOMEY I CALL HIM LALO, SEE IF HE'D GIMME $53 DOLLARS TO BORROW! SEE ME LEADER HE BE JESUS, A TOUGH ACT TO FOLLOW. E NA'O IESU LAVA OLE FA'AOLA AUA GEI E GALO!🎵