Foxy Brown: BK made me

Guiding, a dreamIt's where, we always meetI'm guiding, a dreamIt's where, we alway meet[Verse One]Got dreams of ending this bitch, My life is miserableMake me end this shit, find my ass in criticalNo, My nightmares come frequent like they ritualsBut my words come swift, divine like the PennicleSee, that's why I rock my shades, so when I cryAnd my eyes are red, I can still hide my painThen I step on stage and, crowd is in a rage andI make the first page and, my mission's completeBut when I step off of stage, it's back to realityProblems still the same, and life's a fuckin' tragedyThoughts still the same and, I still dream of dying andTaking some hard shit, to make me feel I'm flying andWish I was told I was carried as lowIn this cold fuckin' world, I wanna fuckin' explodeGuess it's time for me to depart, know it sounds strangeBut I served my purpose, and I made my markCause...[Repeat Hook][Verse Two]As long as the streets know it's a classicFluck all y'all envious bastardsI'm thorough when I'm, reppin' my borough niggaKnow tell me who could fuck wit', y'all put y'all money itI make examples out of bitches, y'all don't really want itSince Ill Na Na, I've been going through dramaAnd I get on my kneesAnd I thank, God for my mommaSince a youngin I been knowin', I be forever flowin'Back in the lab biatch, back in my zoneNo, thou shall not fuck with F to the Izz OBullshit aside, I got y'all rappers by a lanslidePardon me, I'm not your average, I'm a savageWhen it come to this game, I'm as ill as my nameSo Gav and Ant brought me back, I was sick of this rapSick of the fame, sick of niggas hauling my nameNo, I cant quitI'm as real as they getYes, back on the sceneStill reps no pressCause...[Repeat Hook][Verse 3]Death before dishonorBorn alone, die aloneMy crew think I'm 7, bought a plane so I could fly aloneNo security, got the nine through the stallionRun through Louie, when I wanna get my style onBody something, get the chair and I'll fry aloneThe skylarking, six be moonwalkingNo, who keeps a floss game like Fox and PrettyIn Kennedy with twenty Louie's like Akeim and SimmiNo, nobody grinning, don't take it as rudeI was a little too gangsta for the Moulin RougeCause...[Repeat Hook Until End]