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Nothing lasts forever, you should know that by now
Good times, heartache
You'll get through this trouble though you may not know how
Your heart won't
Jerry Jeff Walker

If there's anything in this world you want
Better go for yourself
Learn to pick it up with your own two hands
Don't count
walker livin' on an edge
Yes you break or you fall
You got a telephone by your bed
But no one ever seems to call
Up, up the check's in the mail
as they can't see our faces?)

(One, Two, One Two; You got it)
Wootah!

Runnin' through the trenches (What?)
Runnin' through the trenches (What?)
Loading up the nine glocked
Stroll through the Springcreek looking for your chilling spot
You gon be a victim of a Tommy Wright Homicide
Dealee you can't
Tommy Hil was my nigga, and others couldn't figure
How me and Hilfiger used to move through with vigor
Had to sit and plan on how to make these seven
feet, formerly British walker
Yes love, that's how it was before
When you was funky fresh or down by law
Parlay with your crew at the corner store
Watch me,
Watch me,

I see you try to diss our function by stating that we can't rap,
Is it 'cause we don't wear Tommy Hilfiger or baseball caps,
We
ghetto blood clots is scored by slug shots
and drug spots, well if you're too poor to move out
or get a new house, it's like livin in a war walkin through
on your best day
Rollin the Wild West way, givin' it up
Leavin' the whole world stuck not givin' a fuck
Laid in the cut, now we break through in the rut
even on your best day
Rollin the Wild West way, giving it up
Leaving the whole world stuck not giving a fuck
Laid in the cut, now we break through in
and break fool
Grab my gun, select one, snatch son
Put the barrel by his face, blast one by his eardrum
Piss run, you drop thinking you shot
Screaming
to spaz and break fool
Grab my gun, select one, snatch son
Put the barrel by his face, blast one by his eardrum
Piss run, you drop thinkin' you shot
faith, hold it down across state
You know, fitted hat, Tommy shorts to match
Lay back, executioner of rap, that bring stat
Face the phat, tattoo on my arm,
talk of the team
See niggas feared Prince and respected Prim'
For all you slow muthafuckas I'm a break it down iller
See Preme was a business man
behind the gas pedal
Chorus
Alligator blood fangs the way we hustle yo its somthing like a drug mayn buckle up and take a ride through this cats brain
ass Guess 
Yes, still shinin', still climbin 

Hey yo, yo Tommy, word break the fuck off what is you tryin? 
His faggot ass cats'll get capped for
of the team
See niggas feared Prince and respected Preme
For all you slow muthafuckas I'm a break it down iller
See Preme was a business man and Prince was
out

But what's right for me or strange to you
Shouldn't make a damn on what you do
'Cause whether or not you make it through,
I thought that you
ghetto blood clots is scored by slug shots
and drug spots, well if you're too poor to move out
or get a new house, it's like livin in a war walkin through
a play?
Cause he's living for you and you and you and you
The brother X tried but he died trying to get through
So why wait until the heartbeat stops
Yo, go
glad i'm not tha type that's quick 
to 
break/ and call it quit/ but i can't quit/ 'cause i've been through to 
much 
bullshit/ and that goes for tha
givin' me wood
You should, pull over like a sweat-shirt with a hood
It's neck work, get her polly on, you and me both
Break bread while I'm coppin' over
on your best day
Rollin the Wild West way, giving it up
Leaving the whole world stuck not giving a fuck
Laid in the cut, now we break through in the rut
And phenom limp it to the wicked recon.
Prowler fist up with a Bowser twist vs. America's kooky coward clips.
Pump breaks, cupcake, I melt through the father