, I see fireflies In constellations It's only everything No, no one knows But it won't matter now In a mirrored city Memories are visionary It's just
game Lost in fame, and you should take, all the blame You made yo' bed nigga lay in it Scared to come up out that cell nigga stay in it It's not a game only
the bees a match made in heaven like some O's and D's no I never met a girl so sexy and fine she can take a man's money especially mine and on top of
consolation ou un encouragement [No, my cherished child Those three letters are not The last promise from the hand of the lover that leaves you It's
top it You can google it and you can search it On how a nigga come and unlock it, impossible to stop it More fire, thunder, pain, I go and heed the villian
O.B.B., straight up, Masta Killa, the Gza, the Genius.. It's the Ol' D-d-dza-za-za Diiiirty Bastard! [music starts] [ODB] Straight Up..turn it up, the headphones, turn it
O.B.B., straight up, Masta Killa, the Gza, the Genius.. It's the Ol' D-d-dza-za-za Diiiirty Bastard! [music starts] [ODB:] Straight Up..turn it up, the headphones, turn it
him, and he's like "oh shit" [Dame:] "Oh shit it's not even wack." "I ain't gonna front, it's kinda hot." [Dame:] "it's actually kinda hot." Like they
Don't worry girl ya know my mom's gon' baby-sit Never depend on me, it depends on my family That's how we do it's gangsta, how it always be You don't
on the 24 second down two to go Now we hear the Louie tho It's two below hundred degrees I'm drivin' about 103 With a S.T.L hat on Top down holdin' a
It's a new beginning, this is serious business Got my heart and soul in it It's the way that I'm living Let it be known that I'm devoted, it's always
don't need to be explained Ross I got you nigga, say no more It's all good my nigga Grand Hustle PSC For Life Bitch Nigga! West Side! It's on one bank
need to be explained Ross I got you nigga, say no more It?s all good my nigga Grand Hustle PSC For Life Bitch Nigga! West Side! It?s on one bank here
all your worst fears come tumbling out into the street, into the snow I remember when you had a dream everything was what it seemed to be But now nightmares replace everything and everything
the light sometimes my vision gets blurred It's all a part of growin up and seein life at it's worst Then tryin to iron out my wrinkles, puttin family first It
mess it up with crack, coke, or pot, it helps my hearing, taste, touch and sight, and smell so that I can tell that everything's alright, it tells me
no strays So watch what the fuck you say It's ya mouth that started the shit Now you actin' all retarted and shit Dog I came to play my part and that's it
