Like Siddhartha while I author these quotes
Cutting hoes like a varsity coach
Please you gotta pardon these boasts
A lot of niggas pray to God that he choke
Reminisching on the hard times
To slip his foot in the door
I'd write my hooks for the poor
And got my foot to the floor
While I'm pushing this Porsche
Seem to be more concerned with how
Staring in the mirror just to see
Look at what I became, mayne
You never had it easy, I know
And what we used to say so
I say, this my song for you my friend
Can hardly let things go, no, oh, yeah
So listen to the sound of my voice
You better send him all my love
He's given me no choice, no, no, no
Listen to the sound of the boys, huh
A raggamuffin is a freedom fighter
The raggamuffin is one of the friend
What you see is what you really get in the end
But what you're ever gonna, gonna do,
And the raggamuffin shall not fall down
Because he has the wisdom
But why did you have to leave
the good sense on the ground, yes
The raggamuffin is one of the friend
What you see is what you really get in the end
But what you're ever gonna, gonna do,
And the raggamuffin shall not fall down
Because he has the wisdom
But why did you have to leave
the good sense on the ground, yes
that that you knew well is still in me
Somewhere, deep down there
Hiding in the corner is a nigga who cared
Believed he could change the world
Used to write poems but that's gone
It's been so long 'cause he's scared
The world ain't fair and I'm fully aware
When the revolution comes will I stare
The raggamuffin is one of the friend
What you see is what you really get in the end
But what you're ever gonna, gonna do,
And the raggamuffin shall not fall down
Because he has the wisdom
But why did you have to leave
the good sense on the ground, yes
