It's all over, it's all over, my heart echoed it's all over Every minute that you cry for her is wasted don't you know It's all over, it's all over,
same? (It all seems so fimiliar, fimiliar) Struggle in the game (It all seems so fimiliar, fimiliar), they left the hood for change (It all seems so
I'm stickin to the kitten cause it's hittin the only way I be splittin if you pick it for money and trick it You wanna dip, this is the brick you pick
missed a day Six gears, John Deere's, man it's been a good year Got the rain, crops came, it was a blessing Main Street, dang the heat, Lord it must
, look at the hills we've climbed The best golfer's black, the best rapper's white an' it's about damn time But we best beware, there's a brand new fight
front of you So bend it over baby Let me see it pop On this tour bus we party till the panties drop You smell that green (green) That's the kottonmouth That's
you So bend it over baby Let me see it pop On this tour bus we party till the panties drop You smell that green (green) That's the kottonmouth That's
joint Yo I got the joint and it's rolled with precision Precisely sliced in the ends, surgical incisions It's like religion, my blunt rollin' routine It's a process, and yet it
R.] Step into the crib with me tonight (What's up baby) Kelly's in the mood to make it right Word is gettin' all over town The party's over here and gettin
know shit Tryin' to tell y'all, what's a fuckin' street hit The shit's way off course It's like me tellin' Johnny Cash how to sing about his horse You
80 G's already, y'all a bunch of jokers Now they all on tilt, raising, I call 'em all in With pocket three's, for 80 G's, I'm ready to fall in Flop
'all, who's the man? Who's the man? (The Heavster, time keeps on slipping) Who's the man? Who's the man? Who's the man Phenomenon one, phenomenon two Who's
nigga it's some new shit so better get up on it When ya see me tell a nigga how ya want it How do you want it? [Chorus 2X] [2Pac] How you want it? Yeah
my ship over the waves of your sea Let me find a safe port now and then Don't let the dark one in your sanctuary Until it's time to pack it in O
moan, "It's the cursed cold, it's got right hold 'til I'm chilled clean through to the bone. Yet tain't being dead, it's my awful dread of an icy grave
sentence fit the crime Prison for 98 and a year will make it even Johnny 99 A fist fight broke out in the courtroom they had to drag Johnny's girl
over the phone But a scary motherfucker when it's time to get it on You be sayin' freaky shit, really turnin' me on Like you swallow n' spit all over
could impress, man I'm crack right out the jets You rappin indirect But it's lookin like a movie shoot How they sendin all these damn actors at the set [Jim Jones] It
