Lyric Four Elements

I can t wait for another day
I can t fake, I can t pretend
I can t stand and watch you say
These things you don t understand

I can t wait till I get the chance
Looking down, staring in your face
Motherfuckers rip off my name
And pretend on your bullshit fame

I ll bring da shit
I ll throwdown
I ll make you bleed

I can t wait here comes the hate
Whatcha gonna do without your fame?
You don t bith the hands that feeds ya
You re going down, no money can save ya

I ll bring da shit
I ll throwdown
I ll make you bleed

Heart, fist, soul, mind
Heart, fist, soul, mind
Heart, fist, soul, mind
Heart, fist, soul, mind