just ain't no friend of mine. [Flesh-n-Bone:] I'm tryin' to focus on bigger and better things. With so many odds against me, I had to step up my game
my trues to be found [Chorus: Krayzie & Flesh] [Verse 3: Bizzy Bone] You owe me money, man If not I gotta get my respect It's too many years of grindin
be ready for war in my fatigues and boots From the minute nigga step outside Nina Ross on my hip and I got to pack one Just like Little Eazy-E told you
you Even the boss was telling me not to But I won't stop until they get shot When they get out the hospital They gonna get shot, too The fast one bringing
Thor That's for they know the real me in the pain I wish I could do this plain But that's impossible when there's too many lame... Ho's running around
' clip, hit the right one Pass that weed, I got to light one All them niggaz I got ta fight one All them hoes I got ta like one Our situation is a tight
From Knowin To Wonderin Then She Goes Along And Writes Another Song That Changes The One I Used To Sing The Songs So Beautiful It Can't Be Wrong But If I Take This Step
I don't want you And that you don't drive me crazy But there's just too many "what-ifs" There's far too many "maybes" Just one step back, take a big
think fast Step beyond the legs Risk selfdestruction One more sucker Wait again To the wrong turn To the right direction Too many fucking gonna turn Going too
questions like they playin' Jeopardy "A dope spittin' white boy? " Bzzzt "What is Chris Webby" See they take shit too serious, I'm here to add some levity Roll a J and take one
else driving 'Cause neither one of us sober. Rolled up to the spot Then walked to the backyard, Mad chicks, Yo this shit was poppin'. A whole lot of girls, Many
just playing Guitar Hero Who else is givin' you this many free tapes? No one I'm on a roll like a Philly Cheese Steak, ha Ease off the flow, it's too
Verse 1] I wasn't gonna COME But now that I'm HERE I'm glad I CAME the club is BOMB Greens got a BIG cooler of DRANK he gives me SOME And then I step
but you don't see too many faces Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down Too much competition too many other places But not too many horns
Innocent victims for merciless crimes Fall prey to some madmen's impulsive designs Eighth: Step after step We try controlling our fate When we finally start living it has become too
the way that I'm feelin? tonight, everything I can just do right There's nothing that I can do wrong, I'm too strong and I'm just too hyped Just finished
maybe a little too fast paced and racy Sometimes the average listener rewinds and plays me twenty times cuz I say so many rhymes, it may seem like I'm goin too
to brew up storms 'n stir up shit Kick up dust, cuss til I slur up spit Grew up too quick, won't through too much, through too much shit Corrupt and I
