stayed the same look back through the past but we all knew that you wouldn't last you see yourself in the puddles left from the rain but all we remember
you It ain't no phone call on Sunday, flowers or a mother's day card It ain't no house on a hill with a garden and a nice little yard I got my hot rod
've got to get back home to Blackie once again I'd left him a note and in the morning he'll find it It's my last request and he care to refuse me I told
hard to hate a man that I have not met or hate a whole damn coast like a ???? cause hip hop is wit ya no matter where you stay so remember these words
', treated me like a jerk Now I'm seein' the pay-off of all my hard work 'Cause now that it's my records on the wheels Somehow all of a sudden, it's
But you can never tell We might sharing a cell in hell Cause, my last request was Let my homies smoke my ashes and catch a Violent J buzz One more thing
my nuts so hard Sometimes I have to use a vacuum Remember the gangsta, gangsta, nigga The day we got thugsta, thugsta Then if your ass a pranksta, pranksta
New York Times, gonna wash my hands off the whole affair, open the window and breathe the fresh air. I'm tired in a way that I can't explain, can't remember the last
honor my small request Take off the tax on a cold six pack Add another day to make the weekend last Get your head out uncle Sam, somebody needs a hand Toss a
from crawlin' through. Well it's a funny old world ma, Where a little boy's wishes come true. Well I got a few in my pocket, and a special one just for
got to get back home to Blackie once again An' I've left him a note, in the mornin' he'll find it It's my last request and he can't refuse me I've
, here we come, here we kiddy-come-come" --> run-d.m.c. [guru] I hit the chicks with the nice round heinies Play a hoe like a hoe, play a sucka
treated me like a jerk Now I'm seeing the pay off of all my hard work But now that its my records on the reel Somehow all of a sudden it's a whole new
