We crossed the line Who pushed who over? It doesn't matter to you It matters to me We're cut adrift We're still floating I'm only hanging on To watch
walk the halls I?ve graduated in my faith And still I?ve barely pushed the gate That opens to the one true know-it-all I could win a nobel prize or rule
that bitch jam. (yeah!) It's in God's hands! - It's all God's plan! You mean even when a nigga gettin' smoked, goddamn! [Chorus] [Verse 2:] I push
can love it, They can hate it, they can wish mad sh-t on us, It's cool we made it, Look at me to see the lords blessings, While they stressing, Switch whips, push
daily routine So the 2nd rule please leave the crime scene please 3rd rule pick a day, 4th rule pick a time 5th rule pick a fifth, 6th rule pick a nine
York [verse 1 - 50 Cent] I wake up, stare at the ceilin', I'm alive, what a beautiful feelin', I put my vest on right after I put on my drawers, It's
it babe so you do it my way I'M GONNA TEACH YOU RIGHT NOW PRETTY BABE SOME DISCIPLINE YOU BETTER TAKE IT I'M GONNA TEACH YOU RIGHT NOW SOME OF IT Love
scene we've done it all before and now we're back to get some more you know what I mean Voulez-vous take it now or leave it now is all we get nothing
Nothin' at all Nero, evil mind He was born way before his time Lead 'em down below You got it right and away you go You gotta lay down the rules, push
where u been I make, u break the rule U got e-rot-tickle cool Give a little bit get a little bit Take it for a ride, yeah When u push love so far away It
Did you ever get senseless or defenseless An exception to the rule Ain't nobody pushin' you but you're rushin' in And I'm beggin' you to stay in my heart Whatever it
rudely carved NC was here Why did she do it? Was she scared or sad? On a beech tree rudely carved NC loved me Why did she do it? Was she bored, or pushed
It's rules to this shit, I wrote me a manual A step by step booklet for you to get your game on track, not your wig pushed back Rule nombre uno: never
s no return Take your written rules, you join the other fools Turn to something new, now it's killing you First it was the bomb, Vietnam napalm Disillusioning, you push
rules of the road have been lodged It's only people's games that you got to dodge And it's alright, Ma, I can make it. Advertising signs that con you