be [CHORUS:] Stop pushing me I gotta do it my way Stop pushing me Why don't you hear what I say? Stop pushing me Cos we all learn from mistakes Stop pushing me
? Stop pushing me I gotta do it my way Stop pushing me Why don't you hear what I say? Stop pushing me 'Cos we don't look for mistakes Stop pushing me
[CHORUS:] Stop pushing me I gotta do it my way Stop pushing me Why don't you hear what I say? Stop pushing me Cos we all learn from mistakes Stop pushing me
: Stop pushing me I gotta do it my way Stop pushing me Why don't you hear what I say? Stop pushing me Cos we don't look for mistakes Stop pushing me I
crook they threw the book at me Don't worry be nappy, don't even look happy Put me in the hole, gave me cold cuts Did push-ups until I swoll up And then
we die, in this life I lead [Verse Two: Young Noble] + (2Pac) I ain't a killer but don't push me dawg For the family I'll send that ass straight to
t everything they make it and ever since the movies ho's try to do me if they can't screw me they find a way to sue me Now can you picture me coolin at
many niggas for real? Like Mary Louelle as long as I live Forty five strategized like,Ohh dow, Niggas can blast at me Bitches can pass me, Fuck ah chicken
the H.I.M. prophecied Me warn you, bout recent monarchy Me warn you, all bout the black liberty Me warn you, all bout we equality Me warn you, all bout
here?) Some weird kids with piercings in more than one ear Lauryn, huh? Hill? ([Pace won] There's more than one? IIIllll) What? You want me to stop?
drop Waist line five six seven now drop One time all in together now drop Yo dont stop dont stop Show me what you working with(back it up back it up)
the corner tell me if you wanna five will make ya feel alright. (five will make ya feel alright)X2 Do you wanna get freaky when the five of us make
X] Come on baby dry your eyes, wipe your tears Never like to see you cry, please forgive me I wouldn't ever try to hurt you I just needed someone to hold me
niggaz get robbed non stop Once the gun cock, niggaz strip down to they socks And my fam at the tippity top, I won't stop Believe it or not, you and ya
it, oh you gotta stop? Six bitches, to the top A four and better, beat the five I looked him in his eyes, grabbed the dice Son I'll five 'em better twice