Last night I had a dream It was a crazy scene (They took us everywhere, the rhythm took there ) We move from all around, they had a brand new song (They live in other
lie down Full maxin', seeing you laughin' With passion happening Every action has a reaction In fact you got my macking cracking I heard you're lacking satisfaction from your other
ain't no reason that these other rappers hatin' on us (why?) Except these labels anticipating and waiting on us They get the BBS's radios play us Then
stubborn as each other, [Fazer:] We would argue for hours over something dumb, [Tulisa:] "What the f**k! " [Fazer:] Ssh. Conversation done, [Dappy:] How our ego trips never help us
stabbed and mothers snorting off their prams ooohh ooohh ooohh Damn right Londons getting sicker by the day, one of you n****s come out, the others making us
wall tryna lock me down (lock me down) One flip of the tone and i was sprung (i was sprung) and we get done til 4, 5 in the morn (4, 5 in the morn)
be though, Lil' Keke and Z-Ro we on the grind Long as they talking about us, we know we staying on they mind Don't hate us congratulate us, why y'all
there?s still bull? Cause even though we struggled hard And gave up everything just to make it this far Some people love us, and Other people hate us
E.D.I. Amin:] You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us It
tragedy, so I stay sucker free Only a few chosen, rise (rise) My ghetto queen, rise (rise) Don't be afraid to try (try) Too many of us died to the door
E.D.I. Amin):] You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us It
to tragedy, so I stay sucker free Only a few chosen, rise (rise) My ghetto queen, rise (rise) Don't be afraid to try (try) Too many of us died to the
Mobb Sleep, Notorius P.I.G., and several other New York rappers Jay-Z of Hawaiian Soapy fame, Big Little whatever and several other corny sounding motherfuckers
player, the game's tight, the feeling's mutual From hustlin and prayers, to breakin motherfuckers to pay-up I got no time for these bitches, cause these hoes tried to play us
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