Either way Either way I can't stop (can't stop) Thinking about you I'm just going in circles Your loves got me sedated I can't stop (can't stop) When
more could I say? I wouldn't be here today if the old school didn't pave the way" -- Grand Puba Heheheyah, that's right, it ain't nuttin like the old
I got a head, but ain't no screws in it. Roll up and get swoll up. Hold up. How ya gonna play me like a sunkin dunkin donut? I ain't came a long way
home thoughts, playin a cut Reminesin on days I didn't have a pot to piss in No watches to glisin, no V's with hot systems Missin my homies that passed right
down the house I wanna give you all my lovin' Baby listen to this I would never settle for Anything less Can't stop me now Once you've got me goin' Can't
rims right there when I stop they still go and they spin I can teach you how to stunt boy, and pop that trunk boy Them city slickers ain't never been
e. You niggaz ain't know how to floss 'til I came through the door like "Eric B. for Pres," respect me in this BITCH! You can't disrespect us cause you
, I can let my life pass me by, can't get loving Right, work it out this hard time, it all got me stop Let my life pass me by, can't get loving, Right
a stereo sun [Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco] Uhh, I hear it, the spirit and I don't fear it Matter of fact I steer it, right into the heart of the hardships I don't
x2] I didn't ... I didn't call the horns I didn't call the horns Why y'all got 2 play 'em? It's cool, OK, alright, Lisa I don't wanna hear no horns,
to get closer to you Wasn't no limit to the things I would do To give all my love to you, my God [Eric] Can't feel myself Don't want nobody else to ever
you better get right Or shake the spot I chose to break and be a rollin' stone Like pop Stashin' the rocks by the gats With the Gs So I can talk crazy
Porsche, i.e. You niggaz ain't know how to floss 'til I came through the door Like 'Eric B. for Pres,' respect me in this bitch You can't disrespect
got the soul of a panther So "By Any Means" is the anthem, you gon' have to cut me out the track like cancer I can't stop, won't stop, this how we do
I stopped smokin' stress You don't know no real shit, nigga This the original Cypress Hill shit, nigga We numb niggas, ya don't feel shit, nigga You ain't
' in this mirror Bleachin' my hair wit some peroxide Reachin' for a T shirt to wear That I would catapult to the fore front of rap like this How can I
