(feat. AZ) [Hook:] You're my lady [x4] Don't think I don't see them looking at you All of them wishing they could have you And as a matter of fact,
New day same thing, we got people in the streets But the governmeny ain't doin' a damn thing, and all we investing in is Hydro and liquor stores SS 4
You kno the finer things in life, ya know, sometimes u gotta kcik back N enjoy that shit, look, just relax, (roll that sticky up) summer time bitch I
they call a rap singer With business to handle I got time to Carat my woman neck and her finger (Yea it's that deep) She there for me when life get hard
lose it Man I'm as strong as this game Ya'll be knowing my name (Edi) A young high strung thug nigga Created by pain Livin' my life in the fast
other way But the different streets get that dough Living and praying for a better day...So! [Chorus: x4] Face a trouble everyday Trying to walk away from a life
If we believe we're fools You watch 4.5 hours of t.v a day And we should listen to what you say? Opinions on life and the world You eat at the Hard Rock
that feel-good music Chill or act a fool with it Real thug n-ggas with real-life drama is just like watchin' a movie Soundtrack of my life Right how they
Know Kuhz Tha Bible Tell Me So [Layzie:] U Knw God I Good U Knw God I Great N Erday I Wake Up I Got To Thank Him 4 Ma Life And Even Though Its Hard
's Busta Rhymes givin you much more So... Yo y'all (y'all) one more time I come Knucklehead flow that make you act REAL DUMB Yo (yo), I burn your food
sih down and a chat and a plot watch the food out ah yah plate and a search fi your pot caugh dem evil, People so evil [Verse 4:] Put your self in my
every day sih down and a chat and a plot watch the food out ah yah plate and a search fi your pot caugh dem evil, people so evil Verse 4: put your self
Here's the story, of a little boy. Growin' up in a suburban home, Trying to cope with everyday life, Who lives in a little house, That was built, in the
Man a run up and down And a run fi dem life And a run down this month rent Nutin' nah gwan a yard And food deh a road Then man hafi go touch pavement
whe' spankin' new Before man start to mek flex When dem used to mek dally And speak of the rights and truth If unno starvin' fi di brain food Man have
head in down there for disaster Them can't find no work So the youths become jerks That's when they'll find out What life is really worth They can't find
top vibe wit me Kick back and get high wit me And if she still get me I hope my wife know she got a playa 4 life and that's no bullshitin I push love
this bitch hoe, kickin down in yo front door Knock knock, you hear the glock cock and that thing pop on the 4 4 Posted up in that same block, I'm in
