[Part 1: Finer Things][Intro]Just want the finer things[Hook]Committed grimy street crimesIf nabbed homie, you don't know me, deny me three timesI'm going to the forest to prayTemptation's racing, hoping this make it harder to stray[Verse 1]I stole from Peter, never paid PaulI pocket profit on corners, wavin' that 8 ballFor a few that's the cue, they stumblin' sonFor the thrill, fistful of bills, I'm crumblin' someSay goodnight at first light, know when bundle was doneGot beef? You ain't coming with none if ain't come with a gunAy young, you ain't come with a gun if ain't come with a drumFor a friend of me, I'm public enemy, and come with a ton (uzi)I come with a ton (that uzi)Villainous monsters, feeling accomplishedStealin' from paupers, illin' from Tilden to GompersDream to push something mean, drive off with dimes'Til that day I pack a tray, the sidewalk is minesJust another predator deadin' the smug competitorCold hogs before I show love - vetted itThose that pump meds bump heads, for knotsStreets need a procedure for the bloodshed to stopIn the hood only violence understood, so it's gotta beYears wasting central potential, no one was proud of mePlans to change that but the strange factCrews that move white soon lose sight of where the reigns atThey say it's royal in my bloodThey say it's royal in my bloodThey say it's royal in my blood, toyed with mentally for centuriesNot toilin' the mud, the luck of mostWas not to survive them fuckin' boatsOn the land of mother's coastShoulda been cuttin' throatsLike the clans in Japan, when Kublai cameSplash on the surface with passionate purpose in lieu of the fame[Hook]Committed grimy street crimesIf nabbed homie, you don't know me, deny me three timesI'm going to the forest to prayTemptation's racing, hoping this make it harder to strayHarder to stray[Verse 2]Bequeath the speech, where's the fee to reachScrapin' math never late from class, the streets to teachThis is coke and herb spoken wordWhat you folks observe is what brokeness spurredIllest notes emerge, still the most preferredGet poked and purged where the cope was mergedAll focused on them hopeless curbsGot bread? We pull the heat, toast is servedWant it last? Never flash cash, show reserveIn front of them triggers figures get exposed as herbsStreets made me EKG, hearts are testedWhat I weep is too deep to chart domesticIt's fantastic handcrafted artisan brewWas casted and mastered for a marvelous fewTruly there's beauty in this uglyScared to put seeds in the uterus that love meGrowing, knowing my roots indeed rottenProducing bad fruits, all my family tree's dropping[Hook]Committed grimy street crimesIf nabbed homie, you don't know me, deny me three timesI'm going to the forest to prayTemptation's racing, hoping this make it harder to stray[Outro]I want the finer thingsI did it all for the finer thingsThe finer thingsI did it all for the finer things[Part 2: Tamahagene][Sample]When heaven is about to confer a great office on anyone, it first exercises his mind with suffering, it exposes his body to hunger and subjects him to extreme poverty, and it confounds his undertakings. In all these ways, it stimulates his mind, hardens his nature and supplies his incompetencies[Verse 3]Gotta walk this plightDrop gems, got friends every walk of lifeInstigator, said fuck all that talking, fightIn my park all bark, we was forced to biteFought the best, any less though light shitCold since they left that hole with the ice pickHearts don't flutter in the gutter, hate necessaryPropped in a rock in a hard place pressed veryIf no jewels can't use, ain't worth the timeAll the sounds I 'cord down, urge to climbMotion picture scripture, every song scoredThey want grief, unsheath the long swordIt's hindsight of the fights I've enduredIn my twilight, getting right with the lordGetting right with the lordIn my twilight, getting right with the lordGot the gift and the thoughts that countIt's the thoughts that countGot the gift and the thoughts that countGot the thoughts that count
