And the worn out city faces Would they carry on and on When they found out we were gone Or would they let us go Would they tag along Or would they know
crowds And the worn out city faces Would they carry on and on When they found out we were gone Or would they let us go Would they tag along Or would they
(Chorus x2) They say the bridge is over, the bridge is over Nah this is a time we destroy and rebuild it They say, the bridge is over, the bridge is
haters say They say the bridge is over, the bridge is over Nah this is the time we destroy and rebuild it They say, the bridge is over, the bridge is
be out in venice shit They say weezy jobbed, nigga I'm on my bidness shit They say Drake Lebron, I'm on my Moe Williams shit If T.I.P is kobe then fuck
of my metaphors make me a mystical mystery They can't battle me; so they'd rather embarrass me By being mad at me, they commit microphone heresy Clairvoyant
I be out in venice shit They say weezy jobbed, nigga I'm on my bidness shit They say Drake Lebron, I'm on my Moe Williams shit If T.I.P is kobe then fuck