after day, a life on the ropes. No use waiting for any hope. You're just a waste of my breath. Hope you dig the flowers I wont send. This time baby,
Day after day, a life on the ropes. No use waiting for any hope. You're just a waste of my breath. Hope you dig the flowers I wont send. This time baby
: this is the finish my friend, this is the end it's a revolution? live in revenge there's no need to move or adjust your television whenever an era
don't even know this flow who know where it is? I don't even roll with a pen I don't even know when it's cold I be in the cold when it's 32 below with
call this bullyin', some may call this bossin' Check the letter, man, you know I'm all city varsity Walk up on my field, you will get carried off it
if I should cap him or dap him now But I know that it's feelin funny now Maybe it's cause I'm gettin this money now You see things ain't the same I said
Verse 1] And they say what comes around goes around So the cristal rolls ya down til it slows ya down I got a smoother style Fo me it's +Slow Motion+
seen a nigga this large (nah) Motherfuck the house (nah), the nigga's garage is as big as the projs (yeah) I move from city to city like a nigga at large (yeah) This move is Billy D, but it
bitch niggas is prey, time pay I leave you shrumped in this five coupe [Errr] Faggot nigga I slide through Any hood representin' my set, generation is new But I wear this
again He thinkin' its sweet get shots like you on Insulin When I pull off the dealers lots no mileage is on it This bad boy move with guns with silencers on it
m behind the 'Vette Voluptious 22s and you aint seen these yet Zero to sixty, vomit This chick ridin with me from Venice And she out of this world, like
niggas get in the castket Talking ratchets, never touched a fucking automatic Drama this is tragic, put it in the plastic 88 bars an running, throw it
bout how rosa parks done it for us How she stayed behind bars and she done it for us And she stayed behind bars till she won it for us Sometimes I wanna
: (feat. Nas) [Nas] Y'all know what it is... The streets named me Illmatic, for that I'm still at it.. Can't hate us.... Fellas... [Verse 1] Vice behind
screw it Do whatever to it, but it in the store the shit moving Gave 'em a hundred bars, they ain't think I could do it Came with two hundred, nigga this is
tell you your moms is missin you your pops is missin you just saw your baby pictures In your grandmothers living room Face is missin you homie Wink is
? [Chorus] [Verse 3 - The Game] From the beginning to the end, losers lose When it's win this is real we ain't gotta pretend The cold world that we in It
to change, got dinner at five Went to Houston's and that's the first time I met Nas Had Billboard with me and two months later he died So this is what it