t what I used to know [Verse 2: B.o.B] Yeah, well these niggas salty High blood pressure If you got that sodium, nigga I got that pepper Don't step up, please
know! Wew! [Chorus] For the master has come back Gong the originally Run for the grand finale mi inna mi Clarky-Wally For the master has come back Man
wide I've come to take outside, nah do it right here Hop out later owning on everybody's home that you fuckin with Wheezy F baby, please say the baby
Meanin the booth is alive and well 4 Fizzle my man Fabolous right now Paul Cain hes in the building Street Fam Its about to go down Fab please please
D.A budge i got n****** that'll ride for a grand so handover my rock or like earl manson you can die where you stand or you can die with your man i'll
Mossburg love it in the back trunk You know that old school bitch she like to get it funked And spitting motherfuckers by the seems My grand daddy Mr
can't sleep--we livin' in Hell (Yeah) First they, give us the work then they throw us in jail (Ayy) Road trip ya--I'm trafficing in the white Please Lord
with destiny, plays too deep for me to say Lil' Layzie came to me, told me if he should decease well then please Bury me by my grand-grand and when you
they go straight to heaven, But this old bunch looks like hell. But tonight I'll take what I can get. I'd like to hear a great musician With strange ideas and grand
mother will start to worry - Beautiful, what's your hurry My father will be pacing the floor - Listen to the fireplace roar So really I'd better scurry - Beautiful, please
hand How does it feel? - Is it fantastic? Is it grand? Well look at all the massive masses in the stands, Shady, man knows don't massacre the fans! Damn
Trice] We got you niggaz, nervous On purpose, to hurt your focus, you'se not MC's, you'se worthless You'se not them G's, you'se a circus, you'se no appeal, please
were yours hauntingly) (full musical interlude with chorus) (brief transition) If a man has a story that he badly needs to tell, A man's imagination
like ice My mother will start to worry - Beautiful, what's your hurry My father will be pacing the floor - Listen to the fireplace roar So really I'd better scurry - Beautiful, please
I walked through River Rouge, I saw this man He was covered he was buttered snatched his jewelry and ran I cought up with Nate and said, "I think It's worth a grand
great, it's grand it 's wonderland what soup, what fish that beef what a dish that grouse, so rare that old camembert! that baba au rhum! will you please
hah! When you a dawg, you a dawg for life! You don't hear me though, you don't hear me though You don't hear me though, c'mon, c'mon! {Method Man} Watch