And now the young monsieur and madame Have rung the chapel bell "C'est la vie", say the old folks It goes to slow you never can tell They furnished off
to do never front just be blunt and always tell the truth Never fake, I never act like something that I'm not remember me I'm that foul mouthed kid that lived around your block You
to? Can I forget when I came from? I be showin' you Another style Imma flow for you Can I make somethin' wild I can throw for you, flow for you Make it