This is the sequel to the greatest love story ever told The plot is gut wrenching, my intestines test my control They can only know what you tell them
Welcome to our world tell me what you heard Tell me who you see up on that marquee Cause I've got a sneaking suspicion that everybody in here has got
Next year you'll be so last year And trapped in a memory, trapped in a memory We faked breaking down by singing far too loud in cars and crowds We faked
but still Nappy Boy it's the click Like game in 6 we the shit on a stick, pause My Chevrolet Camaro's high yellower than that nigga Drake Rims blacker than
the gun controller Started from a punk now to be a high roller Youngest, reckless, crazy, disaster Mac-11 blaster, and I run faster Than a lot of cops
fuck with that Pusha T, the Clipse just made a classic Good music together we too Jurassic, you stay plastic Ramadan with the flow, guaranteed everyone fasting
, stay true to my team YMCMB a-aka the greatest Yea, that's why they hate us Went from layaway to rocking all the latest, fashion Name a model chick I
kick a bone out yo' ass Hardrock nigga?! I kick a stone out yo' ass! Warning, to all those, caps get peeled quicker than e-mail to your ass sayin, "Kill
You Take Me To The Other Side Of This World Fashion Of His Love Fashion Fashion Of His Love Baby I Aint Not Going With A Sick Kid Now Fashion Of His Love Fashion Fashion
that they shot 'Pac in Lookin for Big's killers, dressed in ridiculous blue and red like I don't see what the big deal is Double barrel twelve gauge bigger than
nah manifest, Fi dem sexual goal She wish them the best, Rasta bless dem soul Her mouth nuh filthy, Like nuh cess tank pool Smarter than most intelluctual
objectif ? Hip hop, c'est juste un esprit positif... I got a passion it's, not just a habit It's B-boy mentality deeper than any cavity Way beyond fashion
