Can it be that it was all so simple then?   Can it be that it was all so simple then?   Can it be that it was all so simple then?   Can it be that it was all so simple then?      Yo, started off on the island, A K Shaolin   Robert Whylin, gun shots thrown the phone dialin'   Back in the days I'm eight now, makin' a tape now   Rae gotta get a plate now      Ignorant and mad young, wanted to be the one   Till I got blam, blam, thrown one   Yeah, my pops was a fiend since sixteen   Shootin' that, that's, that sh*** in his blood stream      That's the life of a Crimey, real live Crimey   And others know the half is behind me   Day one, yo, growin' all up in the ghetto   Now I'm a weed fiend, jettin' the palmetto      In Medina, yo, no doubt the God got crazy clout   Pushin' the big joint from down south   So if you're filthy stacked up   Betta watch ya back and duck      'Cause these fiends they got it cracked up   Now my man from up North, now he got the law   It's solid as a rock and crazy salt   No jokes, I'm not playin', get his folks      Desert eagle his joint and put 'em in a yolk   And to know for sure, I got reck and rip shop   I pointed a gat at the safe box   Open it up kid, I want anythin', right now boy, word up      Dedicated to the winners and the losers   Dedicated to all Jeeps and Land Cruisers   Dedicated to the Y's, 850 I's   Dedicated to *** who do   Dedicated to the Lexus and the AX   Dedicated to MPV's phat      Yo, kickin' the fly cliches, doin' duets with Rae and A   Happens to make my day   Though I'm tired of bustin' off shots havin' to rock knots   Runnin' up in spots and makin' *** hot      I'd rather flip shows instead of those   Hangin' on my living room wall   My first joint, and it went gold   I want to lamp, I want to be in the shade   Plus the spot light   Gettin' my *** rubbed all night      I wanna have me a phat yacht   And enough land to go and plant my own sess crops   But for now, it just a big dream   'Cause I find myself in the place where I'm last seen      My thoughts must be relaxed   Be able to maintain   'Cause times is changed and life is strange   The glorious days is gone, and everybody's doin' bad      Yo, mad lives is up for grabs   Brothers, passin' away, I gotta make wakes   Receivin' all types of calls from upstate   Yo, I can't cope with the pressure, settlin' for lesser   The God left lessons on my dresser      So I can bloom and blossom, find a new way   Continue to make more hits with Rae and A   Sunshine plays a major part in the daytime   Peace to mankind ghost face carry a black nine      Can it be that it was all so simple then?   Can it be that it was all so simple then?   Can it be that it was all so simple then?   Can it be that it was all so simple then?      Can it be that?   Can it   All so simple then?   Can it be that it was all   Simple then?   Can it be?      Can it be that it was all so simple then?   Can it be that it was all so simple then?   Can it be that it was all so simple then?   Can it be that it was all so simple then?