over again Lead me up to the edge of the world There comes a time Now, shake your hair and rattle your cans It's a service funded by a self-made man
was all mine Have big work to move but we served the small time I always outshined the niggas with small minds Who would of thought we would be arguably the greatest of all time
young I'm fresh this is my time I'm a do it the best Hey I'm a take you to the 80's girl Gabriel Antonio rokin your world I'm a take you to the 80's
t BACK DOWN Everywhere I go both coasts wit toast Eastside, Westside, I hold that MACK DOWN Every little nigga you see around me Hold a gun big enough to fuckin hold SHAQ DOWN Next time
year, in this industry I'll buy enough guns to declare war on a small country [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks] Still walk around wit' the hammer boss Rope and a cross Hard times'll make a
Make 'em Pop A Bunch Of Pills Make A Bitch Eat It Tryin To Show That Hoe How Fun It Is Vrooom On A Yamaha Chromed Out 11 Hundred Wut Im Doin, Gettin
thing if I could You know what they say? They say it's all good. All good. It's all good. Big politician telling lies; Restaurant kitchen all full of flies. Don't make a
't know the difference between a real blonde and a fake Feel like a prisoner in a world of mystery I wish someone would come And push back the clock
can get up outta here with my integrity and come up on a better Me and try to do it big, Do it big and through it to the heavenly Won't be no hell for
up close then it's different clearly. But each time you turn a corner, you're right back where you were and your only hope is that forgetting might make a
that shit sounded like a album Who'da thought a country wide tour'd be the outcome Labels want my name beside the X like Malcolm Everybody got a deal,
a drifter Sometimes I stick up a thumb just to hitch hike Just to get picked up to get me a lift to 8 mile and Van Dyke And steal a god damn bike from
that shit sounded like an album who'd have thought a country wide tour would be the outcome labels want my name beside the X like Malcolm everybody got a
provide for you. Daddy tells me to come church but I ain't listening, 'Cos to me that's a room full of hypocrits. God forgive, God that's a hell of a
country place, nothing much to see No drinking allowed, we get a nice quiet crowd, plain as it can be It's just a piddly squatin no time country place
that shit sounded like an album Who'd have thought a country wide tour would be the outcome Labels want my name beside the X like malcom Everybody got a
their big fat you-know-what, and move! Because we don't have much time. There's enough people sayin', "Ain't it a shame? Ain't it a shame? Ain't it a
it for you, it was World War II, When this man named Kenji woke up, Ken was not a soldier, He was just a man with a family who owned a store in LA, That
