Songtexte:
The Fast Track With Every Breath

see That everything about her just Makes me weak No Don?t let her go You?ve got to fight for love with every breath you hold No Don?t let her go Because every

and play the leader 'Cause you know it's what you're good at The low road for the fast track Make every second last 'Cause I got your picture I'm coming with

, why? - 'cause I can vision collages and images of my lies with no regret to hate So every breath I take, is all about the rules It's hard for you to breathe

The Week Nigga On Stunna Island Nigga Fuckin With Them G Niggaz We Gettin Money Everyday Of The Week Nigga It's Fast Money Nigga-Cash Money Made Me We

ll do the funk in your face and it slaps ya How does it feel with the face full of funk with the bass in your trunk, weed laced with the blunt I puff,

Haze, my solar razor burn through shades My grenades raid the airwaves, catch this rap page I glide like, hovercrafts on the Everglades Boom master, with the faster blade, track

here with me I will be right here with you You'll be right here with me I will be right here with you You'll be right here with me I will be right

a lot to say Save your breath or state your case Speak your mind or be on your way Ain't got time for the games you play Every n***a in my squad got a

fifty And if I take 49, and you're left with one See the one that jammed in ya ear, made ya deaf son Take ya breath son, nah, here's the oxygen Fuck it