(once again my friend the funky beat has hold and we going on down to The a.m. for you and your friend, sounds here tough on the ear, you Know that, coming
you could play the life of the part If you can pray with me. Who needs lovers? Not I. Who needs Heaven above? Don't have time for things unsaid For baking bread
ain't never been a fighter,you can go and ask his mother I'm a lover and a fighter,producer and a writer Give your girl a quick fix,and give ya man a
staring and stalling Caesar and cassius were cursing and calling The empire had risen and now it was falling Or so it seemed. The crown and the cross
to breathe, a moment as friends We should've felt ourselves slippin' into it again 'Cuz it's like off and on, on and off Passion, lost and found, found and
never been a fighter,you can go and ask his mother I'm a lover and a fighter,producter and a writer Give your girl a quick fix,and give ya man a nice
you) I'm so on you (I'm so on you) Sip on the Coco Loso Relax and let your mind go This bitch hate better than a motherfucka Hate gotta be her main love-lover
precious wind they rot While paupers change possessions Each one wishing for what the other has got And the princess and the prince Discuss what's real and
] [Humming] I was born and raised, in the ghetto I was born and raised, in the ghetto I was born and raised, in the ghetto Listen to me, and just lay
here, it's gross Best friend will try to sneak if you let him get too close The body will fall if you kill the head Lovers turn quick, they forget who buttered their bread
.9's in the trunk, and Denaun got a line for every fine bitch I hunt. Not once, twice, but three times the lover that your man is, and I'm a freak undercover
shines, you are my life Loooove... [Verse 2: Common] It's important we communicate And watch this relationship illuminate the world Black pearl in you is a lover and friend
just met and I'm already tired of this" She said "You sounding like my momma, ex, and my psychiatrist She started screaming, yapping, going off, cussing and
you?re the lover of my soul HERE?S TO THE LOVER OF MY SOUL HERE?S TO THE LOVER OF MY SOUL I dunno when to walk away or stand and fight just when I?
are down and Stick around while I defend my crown and No sell-out, the chip is too rough and I'll blow your skin to sofa, leave your mind to be tough And
world like a Buddha, bread and Buddha Bigger than your hurt Don't you know that love is work Cold, no heat on the horizon guess I'm cold And Capricorn