Letras:
Nine Cloud 9

[Verse one:] [nine] Word life Every day every single day Same old thing nah mean Just anther struggle trying to put food in your stomach keep a roof

think you're soft like that trick, Mother Hubbard Fillin' the cupboard with gang goods Like Mother goose, who lived in a shoe; Next door to your weak-ass crew. Nine

poorman) I use to be a poorman (Now i'm rich) Because when I was a richman (I steped in the quick sand) Now i'm a poorman (Ain't that a bitch) [verse one: Nine

the trey-deuce stashin My style's on trial cause I'm into MC, bashin In a sick fashion, I go overboard Evidence - bloody microphone cords [Chorus: Nine and U-Neek reverse] [Nine

sometimes, I can't take it no more My mantality is twisted I'm forever blunted forever wishin' to get lifted and splifted I love these streets That's why a nigga like Nine

I make it on the humble, it's marvelous sippin fine wine and Champagne Smokin cannibis, poor folks don't understand this Helicopter rides, first class

on my door Clue number two was the look that you wore N' that's when i knew it was a pretty good sign That something was wrong up on cloud number nine

some cash and spend it on some drugs Explode into a million pieces so noone can find me I'll be on cloud nine Cloud Nine Send me away to cloud nine Cloud Nine

Crime minds Really shine Who's dying Is the kind Man When some of us Find that life ain't beautiful We switch to Pharmaceuticals Your nine to five Ain