, this town is burning down I've seen it, you said it, this town is burning down I've seen it, this town is burning down I've seen it, this town is burning
'm singin' now, 3 bridges down nothing left to burn [Chorus] I've seen it. You said it. This town is burning down He's living underneath. That black cloud down town
Tryna look young, so you throwing on the jersey quick I'm on my second V-12, you going on ya thirty-six You can look at this rider, and see I'm on the
way, (Yea!) you know I got rest spots like a high way (Yeaa!)(Ah Ha) and mid-town, the loft cost BIG, the jersey, back-yard is golf course BIG (uhh huh
With two Desert Eagles and an ounce of glue When I'm out in San Fran, the P.D. real nervous Cause they know I'm packin heat under the Willie Mays jersey
do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money!) If you wanna go and get high wit me Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-y Oh why must I feel this way? (
, these ni**az is gay (Outlaw - Outlaw) Blast me? It could never happen At least not while I'm walkin and rappin Heard of some ni**az on the other side of town
like this [Chorus] I wanna thank you For making me who I am and putting me where I need to be I wanna thank you For the opputunity to do my thang in this
over the Jersey state line Barefoot girl sitting on the hood of a Dodge Drinking warm beer in the soft summer rain The Rat pulls into town rolls up his
the flo.? Jersey, Put it on the flo?. Jersey, Put it on the flo?. V.A. Put it on the flo?. V.A. Put it on the flo?. Chi-town, Put it on the flo?. Chi
eyes in the back of your head The crew in Jersey City won't put down their guns, The boys on Newark Avenue they will cut you down The punks in Jersey
of somebody's throwback jersey You makin' me hafta talk this way, aintcha? You makin' me hafta talk this way You forcin me to walk this way Maybe my album will get bought this
: New york city Jersey AB u kno how we do All day daddy Right here right now Esto una, This is the Massacre musical, mothafukin musical massacre U kno
should've have died before you reach this station, Refugees we run the border! Ay! Ay!...Ay! Ay! You should've have died before you reach this station
in brackets} You see... Said I remember! Oh, when we used to sit (Where at?) - Wyclef In a government yard, in Trenchtown {Town!} - Marley Sisters (And
making it hard for you to dupe this And the truth is I'm nothing nice Late night on the corner with my thugs throwing the dice This is for my, slick
