potential-we'll never know WE MUST BELIEVE-no one has to be a slave to destiny WE MUST BELIEVE-in everyone's potentiality WE MUST BELIEVE-yes, I believe
a verse and a half I cut the brick and now we countin the math, we 'bout that birdplay My crew's committed, you dudes gon' get it Have a seat you through
better yet a cliche (I can't believe it!) To rap in the eight-tay, no lenses in the east-say? They say we were a fad but fad don't add reggae We played
heart All alone with my secret heart [3:] I must have held your hand A thousand times And felt your heart was beating Next to mine Even though it's just a
I guarantee my team don't choke Wanna war, you niggaz better bring yo 4 And when I say we won't quit, believe this shit When I talk about a Benz, let
piss off my pencil, and I blast, dash in a rental One nigga got out and off he in a trap with sawed off They took a chance and lost Let's spray A-K and
across the street And Huh Huh! Beat Street is a lesson too, because you can't let the Streets beat you! Well a picture can express a thousand words
is a thousand beyond Not only strong but we loyal and royally treated Quadriplegic any squad that wanna squab when I'm heated Not even God can believe
make believe And dreams are all I have Because you're far away All alone with my secret heart All alone with my secret heart I must have held your hand a thousand
a thousand empty stages waiting for their empty performances, A thousand empty faces waiting for their empty stances. How many times must we hear rehashed
inches TV is a must By the year two thousand I'm gut out my bus A lil' nigga seventeen playin' with six figures Got so much ice you can skate on a nigga
What You Got?" We got better whips than you got "What You Got?" We got better cribs than you got "What You Got?" We got better bitches than you got "What
before the show we are in a hotel Cicero, the three of us, sittin' up in a hotel room, boozin' and havin' a few laughs and we ran out of ice, so I went
fo' wheel, pushin' quarters like niggaz doin dope deals Fo' cut 50 like a verse and a half I cut the brick and now we countin' the math, we 'bout that
I guarantee my team don't choke Want a war, you niggas better bring yo' force And when I say we won't quit, believe this shit When I talk about a Benz
Die, stomp on a nigga, just like a herd of a thousand cattle That'll travel over your face and frazzle your shit Shot you, worst than a brick and then
