Versuri From the Window of my Room

 
[B-Real] 
Now lately I've been findin myself, pourin my guts out 
Expressin my thoughts, lettin my nuts out in the walls 
of sleep, I can't keep it all in the hall clear 
While others keep it inside for the pride they hold dear 
Shoulda been, woulda been, coulda been the cops 
Stop look and listen, you'll get a vision of hip-hop 
Individuals lookin to the battle the shadows of man 
See it all, be it all, you need a plan 
It takes one man to understand this 
Learn fuckin with a deadly gas, you get burned 
From the window of my room, I shoot all stars 
Every little bit you consume, the high cost 
of living it's all given to you, don't lose it 
Every man's given a tool, but don't use it 
 
[Chorus: B-Real] 
 
From the window of my room, I shoot all stars 
Every little bit you consume, the high cost 
Break free, you're selling your soul, for a fee 
But all that shit ain't worth it, you burnin up see 
the window of my room, I shoot all stars 
Every little bit you consume, is high cost 
Break free, you're selling your soul, for a fee 
But all that shit ain't worth it, you burnin up see 
 
[B-Real] 
From the window of my room, the gloom spreadin across 
the land of milk and honey, no money to feed the boss 
Funny the cost of life, cut clean blood streams 
out the body, nobody wants you dreamin about shorty 
No longer don't need a 40 to take away any pain 
So punk me and I'll give you the world exact change 
or quote me and you're never the same, I claim no one 
I show none the weakness individuals go forth ya seek this 
Wherever I roam is home to me 
You Shogun, look at my enemies try to do me 
The influential status, you know the baddest 
Lookie here, show you what that is, bringin the madness 
Sadness to those appealin to any conflict 
Lookin out my window pane, I see you fallin 
What are you a man or a mouse, the house light 
shinin within, that's when you begin to live again 
 
[Chorus] 
 
[Sen Dog] 
From my window I can see 
Humanity, goin insane G 
Everybody want respect, but you gotta collect 
Only hardcore vatos on the set 
Don't get me wrong but some rhymes get twisted 
There it goes, the pride, you missed it 
I ain't upset with the motherfucker dissin 
Find me in Watts when you wanna come hit me 
Some shit ain't what it seems, in the land of dreams 
Some sell their soul to get the cream 
From the teens I don't sling or slang no crack 
I'm known for bringin in funky ass raps 
See those magazine crews and I'm a goner 
Dull interviews with these damn primadonnas 
Unlike some of these fools on the turf 
Look like the real thing, but they soft like Nerfs 
So unrehearsed that it shows in the product 
Need to get the fuck out, before you get caught up 
 
[Chorus]