Life is what you make it, so I'm gonna make it. No matter what it takes I'll reach out and take it. Sometimes it's hard to see clear skies through grey
behind these trenches, you run around defenceless There is too much to lose, You cannot fill these shoes I just wanna be famous But be careful what you
done Source magazine You're the first one You try to dis Chuck, Cube and me How the fuck you pick us 3? You punk motherfuckers ain't shit You're just
zapper toes You'd celebrate the minute you was havin dough I'm like fuck critics, you can kiss my whole asshole If you don't like my lyrics, you can press fast forward
what type of facts are those If you grew up with holes in your zapitos You'd celebrate the minute you was havin doe So fuck critics you can kiss our whole asshole If you
Moving without you Moving without you Loving without you Loving without you Happy without you Happy without you Happy without you Better without you Better
let me tell my tale to you It started out when I was six just tellin' dirty jokes my mother overheard and washed my mouth out with soap Now as I grew I always knew what it
: Let?s put some make-up on my love And memorize what?s got to be done The farce is just supposed to entertain But you?re so greedy Go play yours for
: I hope it?s gonna rain, I hope it?s gonna rain, on queensday Then maybe you?ll see that it is actually, not that important To keep your fake reputation
t let go, gotta make the grade No, I won't let it go To be the best man, the best man that I can Back street hoop star you've got it good You were the
pushed around "Don't let it get you down" You walked all over me "But don't you ever give in" Taking one step forward, slipping two steps back There's
did Shyne with different lawyers Why it's mentioned in my rhymes? Fuck it, it's just an intro Hate it or love it, like it bump it or dump it Writing,
forward movement by breaking life's unwritten rules of how to respect ourselves and nature. Killing our chances of survival. Step by step it's leading
My name is J-Ro from tthe Likwit Crew Hurricane G: So what nigga is it you wanna do J-Ro: My flow is metaphorical Historicly correct What do you expect
shoot than do it for the troops it?s young money salute it?s young money salute [Jae Millz] Hey I solomly swear if it ever go down you aint never gotta
around When they see them wheels, turn around Some niggaz don't know what it takes, to make this money You wanna take this money, come take it from me
