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End Of Fashion Be Like That

till I can be like that Till I can be like that, till I can be like that Till I can be like that If I could be like that Ooh, if I could be like that

I could tell you stories but can show you cash Give you game and secrets that I know you'll pass To the next playa hater And he'll break like glass Now

see mothers in black cryin, brothers in packs dyin Plus everybody's high, too doped up to ask why Watchin our own downfall, witness the end It's like

made it music And we didn't make it industry This is gon' be interesting This'll be the end of me or I'm ??? on be an entity Kanye, Jay-Z, Mos Def, and

lonely) Like she don't even know me (don't even know me) I thought that she would be the one for me but now I see that If I could turn back the hands

ya, Gold-diggers setting you up, Soon be forgetting your existence, Do you need a for instance, I have to admire your persistence In sticking to a game plan, That

old fashioned to some of you, but I'd like to join in on this song. It's the kind of a sentimental song that you get at the end of a movie, it's the

the strip to the sunshine And I don't even know why I'm wastin my breath I oughta be like Makaveli and be fakin my death I keep that good shit it's tastin

disagree on a gangland boundary. There's Willy Wright and his boys - one helluva noise, that's Billy's boys! With fully-fashioned mugs, that's Little