again Whats wrong whats wrong now Too many too many problems Don't know where she belongs Where she belongs Chorus: She wants to go home But nobody's home That's
Fade-Out She's got a ticket to nowhere She's gonna take a train ride Nobody knows her, or knows her name She's in the pocket of a home boy Oo she's
... We go on because we would like to think there's hope. But that's a lie, there ain't no hope and that's the truth, that's the truth baby! That's right
for a while, I appreciated what they did for me, but, you know there's a time in every man's life where he gotta make a change, try to move up to the
outnumber the men But I wanna play you +Close+ like my name was Glenn Put me in a cornfield, I'm lettin all you's know So fly momma shoulda named her
yo if you got a plan, believe me you gon' get there You gon' get everything you ever wanted baby That's my word Trust, my niggas come home from long bids They check for
a pill to make you sleep, Take a pill to make you go, Take a pill to make a ?freaky?, Take a pill to make you grow, Heres a pill to hide the real, And
Everybody woman wanna beat a boy diva, not even There's a 305 dime I wanted ever since I seen her Got a topic of this evenin, hotter than a tub steamin
We go on because we would like to think there's hope. But that's a lie, there ain't no hope and that's the truth, that's the truth baby! That's right
RHYMES I can remember times when for a 40 I had to beg for bucks Nobody really gave a, so I had to beg for fucks Now what do niggaz do when they got
you look in my face, you see a wealthy man I hope it's not hard for you to understand I'm the businessman, it's not the same I'm treated like a dope
his ass The only fool dumb enough to flunk his P.E. Class It's not that he's dumb, he's just wild and he's ignorant Known for gettin' mad drunk and gettin
Do a show in Philly niggaz wouldn't applaud Nobody know your record nor who you openin' for Can tell your squad's artificial while approachin' the door So you should prepare, for
a yacht wit our favorite albums A bad hoe and a plate of salmon Smokin' and drinkin' Nigga is you thinkin' that our fate is violent I love my nigga for
street The single, ayo I had that mug on repeat Mama nem taught me rythm that I use yep My uncle nem say's stay on your P's and Q's neph' Mama talking
if I make it, Im'a see 'em again I admit, I was wild as a child And my mom's aint like none of my friends who use to call me Ismhael My brother stayed
to no name brands From a six and a mansion to beating the sands Staying true make ends meet to have enough for the love I take All-savage and stuff Have a
like it hard and some like it soft, Yo, bust the groove as I set it off. [scoob:] But wait a minute... ...yo scoob, what's up? Pardon me a moment as I interrupt. For what? For
