your rear view At times things don't go as expected May I have your attention? You've got me You've got me You've got me You've got me
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Misery bangs at your front door My arms are not so strong to swim against this anymore But I don?t claim to have this figured out Maybe the difference
we kiss or what? I saw you again when I was sober and I had a crush like an empty soda can I'm looking at all hearts can't fold the hand We can build this
's like this whole Bad Boy shit we come to bring it to y'all niggaz, me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever Black Rob If you wanna dance, we dance Verse One: Mase
amusement, fuck what your Comic Views meant Youse a smokehead I've been doin this since this Pro-Ked Broke breads with the cokeheads Been down, still
closed mouths don't eat closed eyes may never ever see so I try with everything I've got to not sleep but it's hard to run if at first you don't creep
t know She want neo-soul, this hip-hop is old She don't want no rock-n-roll She want platinum or ice or gold She want a whole lotta somethin' to fold
gas station? Well, somebody bought it And on the spot they're gonna build a shop Where we can go buy bolts and screws" Since then I've been walking on
dippin' nigga trippin' when ya poppin' at Bone/ And ya'll know, we do this for a livin' even if we don't get paid, we still be out here trippin'/ Cause
we lived We was kids growin up in this environment Nothing but trouble You either struggled or you hustled Folded the bubble Grade school til we dropped out, we had a plan We
We started out as a crew, in one speak, it's all honest Private conferences when we eat, Benihana's Reconnaissance when we peep enemies on us Been on
ve seen) And Lord I cry (I cry) From the things I've seen (Ooh) If you only knew (You only knew) The things that I've been through (Oh yeah) You'd know
you come up wit' atleast a brick Then we can flip that, sip Henny and kick back Chit-chat real quick, how we gon' split that I suggest that we bubble
crib 'cuz I know we got scratch Creep up the mutha fuckin' stairs wit the ski mask On the second floor in the drawer there should be cash But we laugh 'cuz we
sorry bro this road we end it won't give you the satisfaction of me giving you the business [Eminem] Yeah I guess life is a bitcha aint it TIP and this one can say this
sorry bro this road we end it won't give you the satisfaction of me giving you the business [Eminem] Yeah I guess life is a bitcha ain't it TIP and this one can say this
every body [Chorus] We go hard A yeeeeah We go hard Da da da da He go hard A yeeeeah We go hard Da da da da We go hard A yeeeeah We go hard Go hard,
