we so good at holding on to the past? If we weren't speeding, I'm sure we wouldn't have crashed. Under the influence of our shallow lust; I know we should
You takes one of mine we doing' the same ol' shit Eye for eye and its ride or die and it's as real as its gone get The dope game and the rap game, it'
two to tango, so I lay low We brush 'em off age yo (oh!), not a word We're borderline assholes like immigration officers Word, it gets better and gets
what we did back then Six of us, one call, we'd all pack in Hit the strip, and go and get the shit crack in Gun wars, and drug deals, I seen 'em happen
back to bassmint And we can disscuss statements thats made on this tape And its whole origin of the music that we all know and love The music that we all
down Detroits most wanted, K-Ice and Maistro and Smiley I was at the Disk, spendin' bank with Gregg Riley Even though we was movin units every day
you but you cannot just freeze me out like that. Please talk to me. Lily: I thought we we're friends, I thought we told each other everything but I guess
we are BACK! In the heezy Jiggaman, B. Sieg to M-Easy (what up fam?) Oskino and Sparks and Freeweezy (holla!) Mickey, Mallory, Chris and Neef, hey! All
Explosions, 1,000 or more, announcing tidal waves and Hurricanes... And down on Earth we lost 3 continents. Their fiery soul snuffed out by Nature?s ice and rains... And
you and I got to do for you and I [Cee-Lo] I don't recall, ever graduatin at all Sometimes I feel I'm just a disappointment to y'all Every day, I just
for this journey Sayin': I swear I didn't schedule to be here this early I thought I'd come here like pops in my forties and fifties And the doe I paid
men with arms fightin Lost lives in the Towers and Pentagon, why then? Must it go on, we must stop the killin Tell me why we die, we all God's children
where I'm at And where I'm going- Is not where I'm stoppin' at Now mama's workin' hard all day And she said this before she left home Take care of your
And for all the nights and all the fights That I had for all this money over all these dice All my cars and homes and all my ice If I could do it all
I burst flame and I bet that y'all know my first name 'cause I'm the hardest this side of Earth mane [Chorus] [Verse 3:] This ain't no hate-mail, this
was hifin and puffin didnt know when i came of age id be gluttin fo muffins, homeboy when i seen this, i really mean this, I was really shocked and my
later." Damn.. what went wrong? Can't we all just get along, and make hit songs? Bitches all up in my ass like a thong If this was a show, y'all hoes
lovely They love the aroma of a roamer of the world Got the shakers and the skaters and the players and the girls Keep the fakers and the flakers and
