goddamn point of trying To do anything at all You tell me Things'll be better tomorrow I have my fucking doubts, oh yeah But I'm gonna try, I'm gonna try
your knees, and develop some N-U-T's Wannabe's, and the wanna-be-me's I really been stilling, my status There's never ever, gonna be another me Gonna
try to deal me Jealousy and envy make my niggas want to kill me Everybody want to pick up a gun and bust thinking artillery fin to be drilling me nigga But I' sick
no glock That's why Grady, checked your ass up out your hat Cause you never lived on our block But niggas be going off at the mouth And I'm so sick of
window peek stare And yer good gal leaves and she's long gone a-flying And yer heart feels sick like fish when they're fryin' And yer jackhammer falls
wicked mobster (... ?... ?...) you pray to God. Do whatever, we get the hustle on in the Spring, Fall! In Summer and the Winter months, we gonna praise
gonna be alright now (it's gonna be alright) Everything's gonna be alright (it's gon' be alright) Everything's gonna be alright now (it's gonna be alright
now call it a cliff hanger Watch me mangle and strangle this whole rap shit, Come On! You can see the way I make em act sick from down bottom The way
] I'm always on the road, I'm puttin' on a show I know you really try to keep up with me Baby we're compatible, but you must be sick of all the bull...
his uniform Leave him with?f his socks, hard bottoms and bloomers on And hang him by his balls from the horn of a unicorn Y?fall niggas?f intellect mad slow, y?fall
a win this race, and i'm a come back and rub my shit in your face, bitch I found my neck, you gonna hear my voice, till you sick of it you aint gonna
you're gon' probably crawl And you'll be, sick then and you'll probably barf And my pre-diction is you're gon' probably fall either somewhere in the lobby
best This the remix The I'm so hood remix I'm making more I'm so Hood Remix I where my pants below my waist (we always gonna be the best) And I never
[studio demo version of the song "you not me" from 1997, recorded ] [during the making of the album falling into infinity. available ] [on the cd single
heart's not gonna do the right thing 'Cause every time I hold you, I'll be waiting for you Try to pull away from what I truly thought was love Maybe it's a sickness
seem to make a small effort But you bend you're bending my mind and you try to suffocate And smother me Covered so I can't breathe We collapse our weakened hands fall
