care for me, whether I care for them or for she Yeah it's the end of a time and it's the start of a new kind of life It's the end of a time (Thanks to
cant take the ayto (Nah!), point blank will open yea face, (Nah) Till I'm white like a baked patatoe And I'm not new at this, I'm on the jet, but aint
self respect hasn?t seen the light of day consumed by a lack of motivation but somehow you pull it all together you put on sone new perfure and you face
800 days minimum wage about to lose your house if you don't get a raise just stay close to goin to work with the 12 gauge, ya you see a new millenium
it's time to pull the purp out And I'm a roll one and I'm a smoke one And I'm a roll one and I'm a smoke one And I'm a roll one and I'm a smoke one Now
see me losing the game, my life end Like a nigga been dying faster, feeling the pain I'm a pistol packing Christian Living the life of a hustler really don't give a
you've been denied I'm the M-A-R, the Q-U-I-S Here to run down a rhyme at your request I'm the New York born, who's sharp as a thorn I came here tonight
a new face to skeeze me Everybody's lookin for a nut but I'm searchin for the big bucks Give a fuck, rather die than be stuck in a one-room shack, and
doing This is the heat to flush your face, brother this is the heat to flush your face, come on this is the heat to flush your face, brother this is the heat to flush your face
doin' This is a heat to flush your face water this is a heat to flush your face come on this is a heat to flush your face water this is a heat to flush your face
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 And the seventh
chillin' wit da old time click Holdin' nines, thoughts of death, not our lives we risk How it use to be, early morn, pumpin' in shifts Jakes wit pale faces
the case ain't got a month to waste Smile with a pumpkin face Deep enough to jump the states Stuff you in the trunk escape You want a problem? Fuck the
[Intro: Eightball] He he he, yeeah [Verse 1: Eightball] What kind of nigga always run his mouth like a hoe Like his jaw got a battery, this nigga always
elle est de droite Voila pourquoi le chantage a l'emploi dans pleins de boites Voila pourquoi ils veulent a tout prix implanter la croix Et face a
that you would stay with me forever But I took for granted The love you gave to me Now I keep on trying (keep on trying) Till the end (till the end)
'm not staying I walked these roads with grace And i'll wave with you behind me With a new smile on my face Cause i'm walking in new shoes now I got a new