- I?ve wasted time here - I searched the station but by estimation you left hours ago - Well, don?t come home, cause Falling once, it showed me the place where the sidewalk cracks
far I've wasted time here I searched the station But by estimation you left hours ago Well, don't come home, 'cause Falling once, it showed me the place Where the sidewalk cracks
far - I?ve wasted time here - I searched the station but by estimation you left hours ago - Well, don?t come home, cause Falling once, it showed me the place where the sidewalk cracks
: Rule number one don't go against the grain Rule number two give respect where respect due Rule number three if you get knocked play games and say names
even gotta pay me I take pleasure of layin' a nigga down daily You face me, punk it's over, you'll faint fast I've never fucked up to where I can't whoop
Mi an kiki a par An you ask a where mi have Hundred dollar bag You see di car where mi drive An di house where mi have An dem ask mi how mi get
face You gotta look some other place And where do you look for this hope that yer seekin' Where do you look for this lamp that's a-burnin' Where do you
: I've been walking these streets so long Singing the same old song I know every crack in these dirty sidewalks of Broadway Where hustle's the name of
Jay-Z] Yeah! Turn the muh'fucking music up! Breezy! Yeah! Turn the muh'fucking music up! [Verse 1 - Missy Elliott] Motherfuckers better wake up Stop selling crack
of you can drive me wild Oh, you make me smile Even when you're gone Somehow you come along just like a flower pokin through the sidewalk crack And
We've come a long way world wide the norte's known Although more's shown more counties consider it's own It's a rich and poor thing where the poor be
minutos... She's like a lost flower Growing out through a crack And a bustling sidewalk moving Like a river so sad So hey where we going tell me Where
pillow, that's right Completely unaware Nothing can compare to where You send me, lets me know that it's okay Yeah, it's okay And the moments where
Barmitzvah Yo, map shit out, blast through the speakers With a wife beater on, bushes below, a new pair of sneakers Street niggaz hang on the sidewalk, that's where
the hammer From a coal mine down where your daddy was workin' Comb my hair back, strike a match On the bathroom wall where my number is written Drivin' on a sidewalk
