so much together And always climbed back up Whatever happens it doesn't matter Together we can't be stopped. Whenever I'm down I can count on my
baby, speak softly, tell me I?ll be sorry that you pushed me into the coffee table last night so I can push you off me try and touch me so I can scream
was then The weight of a mountain The skin off your knees From climbing back to me We can work this out I believe, although it seems impossible They turned
have Like buying a car and putting it on my tap Puttin it on me and even on my staff You a mommas boy nikka you ain't so rough Back in the hood you ain
If you fall in love with me Baby, in love with me, find yourself a part of me Baby, in love with me, help yourself to all of me I've got your number
down If you fall in love with me Baby, in love with me, find yourself a part of me Baby, in love with me, help yourself to all of me I've got your number
dead people One, two, three, body count One, two, three, everybody count One, two, three, body count I check my other pocket more bodies found [Verse 1: Fabolous] More bodies I'm back
than a krispie kreme You tune into my station hope you listenin Turn it up and follow my journey as I live my dream All natural whole foods that lay you back
) My homies, are always down (always down) Whenever, I'm rolling round (rolling round) I keep my hand, on my strap (on my strap) I bet I blow back your
measures will be taken, for plexing with me playa At any time I'm ready, to self destruct Smoking on weed that's getting me crunk, itching to get bucked
four counties away, up in a open field On my way back to Mo City, I'm steady smoking kill So when you see me out in public, don't you come at me wrong
coup coming on there's a coup coming on there's a coup coming on there's a coup coming on a coup coming on somebody help me (there's a coup coming on) (
me a gun f**k doin' time [2Pac] I live life High Speed Slightly disillusioned by weed I breed thug muthaf**kas even worse than me When I bleed, my enemies best to flee quickly, on me
no man can hurt me So I'm askin -- before I lay me down to sleep Before you judge me, look at all the shit you did to me, my misery I rose up from the
Ring the alarm, and strong arm must run Some niggaz need to feel me with a passion I'm old fashioned, run up on me nigga and get blasted With five deadly
turn turn turn turn [Missy] so upset This that hot new Uh huh Yeah New Monica [Monica] Its funny how the tables turn now its you running after me
