't know it doesn't mean we have to throw it away i didn't know i can't believe it but i see it and i can't change your mind cause i can't change your
y'all, You gotta keep...) [Nas] Sometimes I can't help but feel helpless I'm havin daymares in daytime Wide awake try to relate This can't be happenin
on pictures with the Jake nigga? Got his crew starving cause he ain't the whole cake, nigga He ain't Nas, ain't B.I.G., ain't Jigga If he ain't Cube or
on pictures with the Jake nigga? Got his crew starving cuz he ain't the whole cake, nigga He ain't Nas, ain't B.I.G., ain't Jigga If he ain't Cube or
bastard rap Once you outta the throne you can't have it back Retirement home and ain't nothing after that Except you layin in a casket black Suit on you can't
: [Mr. Mixx] Ghetto Style Dee-Jays! Don't touch that stereo! Ghetto Bass [Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice] What's up, party people, we're back again Bringin'
Cruising with my new whore. I'm out of beer and I need more. Marijuana has got me high. Can only be heard when I need pot. Look at me, I said you're a
psychobabble I don't care it's all psychobabble rap to me You're readin' my mind you won't look in my eyes You say I do things that I don't realise But
underground fans get to get to skippin Back back, Southern town fans get to tippin Chasin fat stacks, runnin down grands and submission I don't back track
lil label n-gga you won't rush this I got the hammer money sweetie you can't touch this I got a revolutionary flow in every scenerio Coming through ya stereo
for rap, do it for Kid Do it for Ice-T, do it just to do it, fuck it He's a bitch, he ain't gon' hit you back, he's nothin! Shit in five years we'll all
How you rate music that thugs with nothing relate to it? I help them see they way through it, not you. Can't step in my pants, can't walk in my shoes
gives me the look and I mean the look Was it love a first sight man or somethin? she took? A swagger in my step like a crook, then I think The girl looks
you don't look back What's the use of havin ends If you lose all your friends (x4) Paintin on the wall Ten years gone by Playin on the stereo With the
stain in your momma's drawers [Chorus (2x)] [Violent J] How many times will you steal my car stereo? It don't even work, ya feel like a bitch, don't
get only what you give back get only what you give back get only what you give back get only what you give back get only what you give back, back
] Me and my niggaz ride Even when the sun don't shine and its cold outside I never run in or hide, cause some niggaz hate it But I can't get faded cause
niggas best shit be the skits Can't be serious, tryin to see Ja with blindfolds I take em off, I'm lookin at you with your eyes closed You can't see to
