Letras:
Steal The Living For The Weekend

t wait for the weekend to come" So put on the clothes and lets have some fun. I'll get wasted and start some fights, I love being a punk on Saturday night. For

to the living salute the dead if youre gonna live drink like youre dead red wine for blood whiskey for fate kick up the dirt in tompkins square lift up your flask for

for nine-fo', word is bond, word is day Brick City brigade in the house for nine-fo', word is bond, word is day Redman rocks on and on for the nine-fo

public eye for a reason You're a commodity Rip. Ain't that how you wanna keep it? I keep your whereabouts secret I bring bitches to the crib every weekend

Or, maybe it's the last time I make you cry Make my appeal like the condemned Let's go away for the weekend Your life I will steal And descend with

the fuck was y'all thinkin? I leave your body where your boys be at for a weekend Niggas comin outta the store like what the fuck is that stink, bitch

, there's a pig trying to diss me I popped in the rip of my indo Every twenty seconds I be smoking another bowl Investigating joints for traps, checkin' my herbs for

life I've found all I've waited for And I could not ask for more I could not ask for more than this time together Could not ask for more than this time

a rapper, I ain't got the time for speakin' Nigga stay weak like tornado and a tree branch I never have a weak day, my life's a long weekend Fuckin'