dreams To lust and squander all When the last horizon is reached, the final challenge won, What then will fill the void of at last being content?
m bustin' on these motha fuckas ballin' Listen you can hear my mini 14 callin'. From out the window of my drop top I got my glock cocked bustin' at niggas
fresh prince Nigga I'm a young king, Nigga I'm a Bun B Yup, I go hard, ask my broad Miss Stevie Wonder, she ain't lookin at y'all (She can't see) The
waiter bringing me plates Shrimp and fillet Mignon, we celebrate buying drinks Wit a couple of broads my nigga's who got love for me It's lonely at the top
at night She was the 1985 tidy town winner But now it's quiet after five you can't find dinner Potholed roads just as the locals like it Some top spots
eight at night She was the 1985 tidy town winner But now it's quiet after five you can't find dinner Potholed roads just as the locals like it Some top
know (I'm a motherfucking monster) I'm a need to see your fucking hands at the concert I'm a need to see your fucking hands at the concert Profit profit
: Take just what you need There's one more Young mouth to feed Prayer making a mockery Bushes and ragweed Lonely people collide Watching lives go by
party at the Buckingham Palace Which means I gotta fly like a movie no commercial That's Young Money, Cash Money yeah I'm Universal [Hook:] I hope they comin' for me because the top
: Did I see you down in a young girl's town With your mother in so much pain? I was almost there at the top of the stairs With her screamin' in the rain
at my flesh, my flesh hates my own bones My brain hates my heart, my heart makes the songs Though my songs come from the Father I'm lonely... Hold me,
Know that I'm gon' ball every chance I get, every chance I get [T.I.] They say it's lonely at the top, but I don't feel lonely Got my homies out in Hollywood
one summer Ready to overtake-racing like a speed devil No time to take a breake-pacing at top level Feel my body ake-searching for the one to hold me at
at, where they at, where they at? Where dem bloggers at Where dem bloggers at Where they at, where they at, where they at? Where your lighters at Where your lighters at
: (Snoop Dogg) I was sittin at the pound about to eat dinner Had a hard day at the studio, I was gettin thinner My nigga Spanky-Loc was playin basketball
tear him off. I said "Oh my God! They want to eat my husband {Verse 1:} I was sittin at the pound about to eat dinner Had a hard day at the studio,
watch us come back an spank y'all (Woo!) Keepin high, stay on top I'm #1 with a bullet and I'm back on top (Back on top!) (Say what?) Hunter proof, gold
in a race, and taking the winners place No foot on the brakes One the best, homie that's what they call me It's lonely at the top, got no company so Now
