. Now I just want to get it back. Looking where it can?t be found, with eyes turned out. Now I just want to get back. Want to get back to where I started
you Oh I hate it Cos if you really wanna be alone I will throw my hands up cos baby I tried But everyday with you is so complicated Oh why Sometimes I get
block Stackin' up my bread, make me stand a little taller Collectin' my winnings without punching no glocks The game's gettin' hard, so I gotta get smarter
in sandwhich bags, nigga uh, yea F A B, O L O U S yea, fo real, uh, yo, uh [Verse 2] These niggaz gots to be punched Act stupid, get shells in ya stomache
b no more eatin for them now youve got hit em back ! no more eatin no more eatin for them now hit the road jack you've gotta hit em back you
When I get old I'm a be real cool Sittin on the porch with a fresh pair of shoes Whole bunch of stories for the neighborhood kids Tell em to believe that
let you punched me out, but I get a Kick out of taking it on the chin, when u decide To pin me down to the floor I flip you back over and Push even
Get Better Coz I I Never Ever Ever Ever Thought That It Would Ever Get Better See I I Never Ever Ever Ever Thought That I Could Face This Weather But Life It Will Only Get
Quite often I get a thinking How as kids we got by Like christmas time in our house We couldn't even afford a fire But we made do in our house Back then
keep going round and round and round and round Moving in circles, while I protect myself You're throwing punches, you always aim to hit Why can't we get
time I had gone cold blind Full of my own insecurity It was holding me Back to reds, I ain't know how to act They would get the cold shoulder And know
no pun Do Straight bad bitches I run, through I put out when I'm cummin' I love to be redundant So I'm hopin' that your period is punc-tual On time One
They though we was all tye-die shirts Got the wrong idea boy, try my turf I seen drugs get sold Slugs get thrown Still in the mix like coolaid in punch
S Where you can get good weed good drank, or even get put to rest Down here we rep the Screwed Up Click, or rep the Swishahouse And we don't play games we gon take aim, or punch
mean I stopped punching the clock That's fa sho money, I ain't seen a royalty yet but I get show money By any means necessary, Z-Ro gotta get some mo'
