Hey! Hey! Hey! (hey!) Nothing you can say! (say!) Nothing's gonna change what you've done to me (hey!) Now, its time to shine! (shine!) I'm gonna
: [Tupac] The money behind the dreams My right hand, my other Capo in this big motherfuckin war we got My other Capo in this big ass, conglomerate called
you But the sun goes around the heavens And another day just drives on through Way out in the distance I know you're with some other man Way out in the
Girl i need you can't you see No other one can treat me like you treat me the way you walk the way you talk the way you smile it drives me wild
HOW YOU GONNA BE, WHAT YOU GONNA SAY IT DOESN'T BOTHER ME, WHO YOU GONNA PAY? Pay the ferryman, pay the fucking driver Pay the preachers and pay the
no movie, ain't no comics And no CNN, don't be greedy You dare not hear this song posted in a CD No mess with a mercy, less you can't steal it But be
rolls I be jackin You thought I fell off, I ain't even slipped The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive
I walk in (Ay-yay) I won't beg for mercy, mercy I'm not done, I won't beg for mercy, mercy (I won't beg for mercy) Oh no Till I, till I, did it, did
'm walkin' through, I'm walkin' through The valley of pain I'm believin' there's a reason for this trial This too shall pass in a little while Oh, Lord have mercy
The money behind the dreams My right hand, my other Capo in this big motherfuckin' war we got My other Capo in this big ass, conglomerate called Death
verse one lord have mercy, father help us all since you supplied your phone number, i can't help but call time for action, conversatin, we relaxin,
Aint no movie, aint no comics And no CNN, don?t be greedy You dare not hear this song posted in a CD No mess wit a mercy, less you can?t steal it But
I didn't care For I had found the answer to a plowboy's lonely prayer She was the daughter of the Mayor The Mayor fought my courtship for he'd made other
Lady: Hallo Kidnapper: Listen very carefully lady Drive out to the abandoned shack on Highway 16 throw the package of money out the window and keep driving
roared For every man that's alive tonight Will be hauling gold aboard Spare us the galleon begged But mercy's face had fled Blood ran from the screaming souls The cutlass harvested Driven
pedron I handle shit on my own I got a camera for every fuckin' inch of my home It's in my blood to be a drunk and not give a fuck I do a drive-by in
golf ball.) Donald: Oh no no! Apparently the honking horn had some sort of concentration effect on the champion?s usual monstrous drive. Champion:
Even though you bought the ring And you screw with your spine And the minor chord change And the more things change The more they stay the same But I'm looking for your kind Yeah I'll drive through the driving
