so out of line, with the stars and the sky, with our feet wet with dew, we will sing me and you, with your hands on my chest, say i loved you the best
I said that I'd never be the same Possibly for impact, but possibly for certain I also said I'd never know another you But fate has been making me a
bodies all in the street Everyday of the week fuckin' with the B.G. (Chorus) B.G. 4x Fuckin' with tha B.G. Ca$h Money goin' broke puttin change on
1: Young Buck] We on the front page then we in the Bahamas with AK's on the stage, the ice and the Jacob watch will make a broke nigga take somehting
? While I'm tuggin on yo' main bitch head (C'mere baby, Wessyde!) Understand this, ain't no nigga like me, fuck Jay-Z He broke and I smoke daily (come
pray Huh, increase the doses, bustin whoever closest Thug livin, hell or prison, never losin my focus I'm makin money moves manditory In a discussion my past records
're on the air *static* What do you feel when you hear a record like Tupac's new one? *static* [Man responds] I love Tupac's new record *static* [Dominique
from FA (You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas you pimps) If you are a gangster and you confessing you kill a nigger on record (You gangstas, you playas
Post-chorus]Ooo there ain't no other way Baby I was born this way Baby I was born this way Ooo there ain't no other way Baby I was born this way I'm on
baby I was born this way [Post-chorus] Ooo there ain't no other way Baby I was born this way Baby I was born this way Ooo there ain't no other way Baby
with it, one more loonie, am I losin it? [Verse 2: D-Sisive] A new record penned, another one spins One mixed in as the other one ends I wonderin if
em Never do nothing to hurt 'em Now you're in each other's face Spewing venom And these words When you spit 'em You push Pull each other's hair Scratch
run around With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's In the house, put the record on replay [Ghostface Killah
track, baby I was born this way, born this way Ooh, there ain't no other way, baby, I was born this way Baby, I was born this way Ooh, there ain't no other
the birthday present, it'll really come in handy I'm writing quietly, 'cause I hope you're not angry, Mum and Dad are yelling at each other, like every
blessed Master V does some other shit TV's in the head rests Never wear no vests because I got mad love I catch respect when other niggas catch slugs
2) Now radio stations probably won't play This record because of the things I say They'll say I'm glamorizing the hustlin' hood And a record like
