Rihanna] On the first page of our story the future seemed so bright then this thing turned out so evil I don?t know why I?m still surprised even angels
and niggaz run, best be prepared for the Outlawz, here we come [Hussein Fatal] They call me Hussein Fatal, it's a two game table I'm robbin ya niggaz
(Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, UH ONE TWO A-ONE TWO THREE FOUR!!!) Every day you've go to wake up Disappear behind your makeup Take away your calendar watch
And as for me and D12 we feel like fuck rap It feels like our general just fucking died in our lap We shut off all our pages, All our cell numbers is changed Our two
check, check check check check one and a two (two.. two.. two..) this is... this is.. this is.. youuuuuuuu ya simply (gotta gotta gotta gotta..) this
hot to hold Ladies love me long time like 2Pac's soul Only way to roll, Jigga and two ladies I'm too cold, Motorola, two way page me, c'mon [Break: Pharrell
, gradually getting louder*} One time.. yeah.. yeah.. Yo, all I need is one mic, one beat, one stage One nigga front, my face on the front page Only
time.. two times.. From "Breaking Atoms" to "Illmatic", to goin platinum Shit did change course since rippin it with Main Source Nine-one, nine-two,
You see in the past I had a dream A fantasy I thought that we would last Become a little family Then one, two, three, four The years were flying by
sigh or two I would be happy just to hold the hands I love Upon this winter night with you The smoke is rising in the shadows overhead My glass is almost
winter night with you The smoke is rising in the shadows overhead My glass is almost empty I read again between the lines upon the page The words of
Mi inna mi close fittin' Clarkes Mi shoes no cheap like chicken parts Check out mi Valentino summer shorts Moschino button shirt wid di hearts Fendi glass
art of mimicry But I go line for line on the whole page Your unspotted life on the mic is old age [*rocket fired, whistles off and explodes, breaking glass
of youth But they never found it And on that day I die Aint nobody going to cry Everybody wants to go to heaven But don't know why they want to die [VERSE TWO
On the first page of our story The future seemed so bright Then this thing turned out so evil I don't know why I'm still surprised Even angels have their
One time, yeah, yeah Yo, all I need is one mic, one beat, one stage One **** front, my face on the front page Only if I had one ***, one girl and one