every heart so please beleive me wen i say, (chorus)Everywhere you go you hear, music, you feel it in your soul once you, do it, so if u want to roll you can, do
bombs, lap on, kick com Do what you wanna do 'cause it's all about you [Chorus 2X] [Verse 3] Look, I don't do it for my wealth I do it for myself And
the world Opportunities are oysters, you might find a pearl You can't be scared to take that chance 'Cuz if you rather knock twice then you're late for the dance You
mistakes The indication for almost Sometimes you hold it until you face to magnify how close you came in life to something That you measure up to I know
to you I've been ready for a while But you never say You never decide Never think of what we could do I don't know why you're still here Si tu disais
telephone Gotta talk to somebody who can tell him what the hell is wrong Brain freezing up, he don't know what to do But the people that know him know
fly, I'd lift you up! And take you into the sky, and she you Slug! And If I could fly, I'd lift you up! And take you into the air, and she you Slug! And
be 40 years old If we don't live now Tomorrow it will be too late What are we gonna do tonight? Maybe we'll break it all If you go dancing Don't
you do gats but you do rap What you gonna bust a verse right before the guns burst Push ya girl on the ground so that you can run first Now you about
man You shouldn't do hard drugs man, you know what I'm saying? You shouldn't do drugs that are harder than you If you a soft muthafucker, you shouldn'
the precinct again Grouch: Murs, man, i told you bout the groupies and homie, that's why i tied the knot i don't really know why you drive a hooptie you
What would you do if we put it all together In the form of living legends, on an album all together? Would you buy it? Would you try it? Would you raise
you broke, you tryin' to get money But you don't start gangbangin' in your mid-20's Don't know nothin' 'bout the beef, or the gang that you claimin' You
(Murs) How do you say shut-up in japanesse (Arata) Navade (Murs) Navade, navade motherfuckers [Verse 1] Tracks like this I wish that I could do it all
the problem with you is you don't think it all your brains deadweight so you sink and you fall you drink and you smoke till your motivation gone and you know
man you know just doing a little underground shit whatever you know selling these tapes broke ass fuck [???] Yeah I see you know what i'm sayin I aint
you do the same thing, you just bein' a man. Now we can truely understand what our fathers went through. I know you cheated on your girl and it's botherin' you
help, and a lot of advice Quit while you're ahead, you ain't seein' no bread and Don't sleep on us, you can sleep when you're dead And grateful, you