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Today I'll talk about kindness Justice, faith and kindness I want you to listen carefully Kindness and faith, are the foundation Without them, we can't become good people And with justice, we know we can lead a good life And how can I be a good man then, eh? Well, first of all, you have to practice honesty Uhmm... Keep your temper, never lose control of yourself Keep control... Be patient, if you learn to do these things, you can master anything Out of nowhere, there came a caravan This was around a campfire light A lovely woman in motion Her hair was as dark as the night Cruising on the interstate, just follow while I innovate Too many try and imitate, medallion like a dinner plate Front and get ya dinner ate, chinchilla for the winter, wait I'm trying to bring the "Sexy Back" like Timbaland and Timberlake Spitting like a calico, kush from a Cali hoe Tell that joker "tally ho", put shots in that Denali, yo RZA you know how we go, on them 20's, that's how we roll And I don't eat berries but eat a Berry like Halle though The game criminal, my, my chain figaro My, my dames pigeon-toed, I'm still the same nigga though Uh, kid rock a fitted low, still got a wicked flow And I'm like Barry Bonds on anything that RZA throw On anything that RZA throw, Ironman's invisible I left my chick for cheating on me, now that bitch is miserable Popping bottles, painting hella Wallo's on my physical We gon' have a ball, might as well pick a testicle Purple haze festivals, smoke a nigga like a bowl Fuck a coma, now the state you laying is a vegetable You wanna see me? Like you ain't checkable You like a CD, I burn you and I wrecked a few... Only God, has lept into avenged mind And can, distinguish good, from evil Hahaha (Aiyo Cappa) We gotta get more cake together, so we could branch out Preserve land, get a boat and a ranch house Call me a dreamer, but I hustle for real You thought that I fell off but now I'm attacking the field All in Chicago, grinding, putting it down Crush blocks of MC's, I ain't playing around Yo, you heard me on The Bassment, giving it to 'em Fake dudes hiding they self, but I could see through 'em Diggler, what? I'm trying to live and raise kids While you throwing up ya sign, I'm laying 'em down, kid Plus, I'm back home now, doing my thing Thirty dollars to Medina just to cop me a ring A good friend, holds his drink Bad company makes bad wine! Drinking among friends Red wine means a good life A few drinks bring comfort Two drinks are enough Money can't buy courage Riches mean nothing to us Brilliant, a display of genius