the turning point there's nothing to be done we're darkness and light I'm disappearing into you your mind is like a maze you can't see my point of view
The way I'm counting sheep I be counting money Live from the roof Empire state Finna burn this bitch down Find the next fire escape I'm high so nothing
4-pounder, pretty gangsta nigga I'm the co-founder, I know the difference between pimps and hoe-hounders I can tell when they ain't learn to lean They gold cups missing stones, turning green I roll up wrist in chrome, burning
I told y'all I'm doin my thing And I'm winnin by a landslide, damn right Don't you see the way they point at this man's ride Now, look at here, I took
Mueller, throw some mimes on it I treat that p-ssy like its Tina, I go Ike on it Beat it up, I'm getting heated up When I say I'm high, I ain't talking
fire, burning, burning I'm at the point of no returning Kisses of fire, sweet devotions Caught in a land-slide of emotions Kisses of fire, burning, burning (I'm at the point
point of no return, oh no. And we got love, and love'll take you higher and higher and higher, higher and higher, higher and higher, higher and higher, higher
, check it out, check it out Check it out, out, out Hands up, coming with rhythms to make your head jerk Hands up, we makin' our whole joint short circuit Hands high
Don't look in here, yeah Sundown finds him out of town on the overpass His inner self glued to his point twenty-two Dirty metal in the speed of night,
point of view It's just our point of view (point of view, point of view) Yeah, and that's why I stay high So high, so high like ladi-da-da-da Ladi-da
in the doom prepare for Satan We facing a situation while I'm drunk and scared Heavily sedated wonder will I make it to the pearly gates Or will I burn
a spark I've got a body to re-ignite Don't worry you won't get burned So don't, don't put up a fight Push hard to breaking point And I'm ready to overload
drug dealers One of the best runnin' backs there never was Movin' like Barry Sanders, leavin' you in the dust [Proof] Yack is high, I got the highest
This Spear, hey Ayatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek, Man a Masai Warrior Despair, eh Fear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya This Spear Like BURNING
Bless my soul Herc was on a roll Person of the week in ev'ry Greek opinion poll What a pro Herc could stop a show Point him at a monster And you're talkin
Intro: Jewell Uh no, ride with me, ooh babe Uh no, ride with me, oh yeah So many people wanna ride with me Bumpin thru the streets gettin high with me
