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New Jay-Z!  Beanie Sigel!
Stick to the script!
We live money over bitches nigga stick to the script
Remember where you heard it first, stupid!
Cop,
Dynasty! New Jay-Z! Beanie Sigel! 
Stick to the script! 
We live money over bitches nigga stick to the script 
Remember where you heard it first, stupid!
As the time grows near, I feel so afraid
So hold me dear, show me the way
Has the fear in my mind
'Bout making love for the first time

'Cause
Unpatience
Waiting to find my theme
For these random scenes

Its a script conspired for comfort
Directed by the spectators
My personal lullabye

You
the scripts too much for the mandem,
And I keep calm when more shits a spray, 
And when I'm letting off since I had a clutch on the magnum.
See you making
and it's
Your time
For making it happen
It's your time, and it's gonna happen your way
Every step you take from now on,
Be taken as far as you can
You oughta
A whore, A witch is a witch
Answer to your name Elizabitch

Third world its time for switching
Watch how the tables are turning
We must abandon the sinking
need your lies to get me through
I said it's over with you now

For the last time I've been fooled by you
And there's something you should know

I
Call it liberation or frustration,
As it hits like a bomb
Tearing you apart as you're first in line,
Entering the zone
Watch how it runs,
And I'm forced to repay all the thoughts of the brain,
By any means I ain't putting pure spits to shame,
What I depict on scripts too much for the mandem,
They're sayin' stick the script. 
But there's more to the book, somehow.
Yellin' on the corner just a waste of time,
They can never know the truth
feel something like summertime
Top down ain't nothing but time
Radio's on and you're by my side
Feels something like summertime

Like a first slow
time
Radio's on and you're by my side
Feels something like summertime
Like that first slow dance and that first long kiss
There ain't nothing baby
the tower
As she clambers to her seat
With the ash of last night's party
Clinging grimly to her feet

Not for the first time
She's made her bed
Now she
Up jump tha boogie to the bang bang boogie
while you're bangin on ya baby OG's
That's why I flip the script to the boogie bang homey
If I'm hangin
these years
We just now got the feeling that we're meeting
For the first time

Drinking old cheap bottles of wine
Sit talking up all night
Saying things
Sam's the mayor of first avenue
Nothing goes on the he doesn't want to
A wife that wears his 'in' stocking hat
She's known for making good
Gravy
That's how it goes,
You wanna get that dough.
I'm making it but I'm still hungry,
But whatever it takes I gotta go get this money.

When I first
been a hustler for a long time
Always got the right beats, never saying wrong rhymes
I started off with nothing ended up with everything
Now we sip
Dizzy
I'm so dizzy, my head is spinning
Like a whirlpool, it never ends
And it's you, girl, making it spin
You're making me dizzy

First time that I
of my time
Waiting for your call

You're making me older
You're making me ill
You're making me older
You're making me ill

The bottles are empty
In
Brave is the knave who steps up to be slayed
By the one who forgave him for his first mistakes
He'd best behave, or I`ma send him a wave
Of some
side

There's no better guide

On how to be all I can be

I'm nowhere without you
To doubt you is where I went wrong

The script calls for
led to a perfect kiss
Crashing stars and time coalesce to this
And it's all there for me to miss
From 4258 she came
some gots to have it
Kill or be killed
Only time will reveal
I think by myself
And I drink by myself
From 9-8 until
Let me know it's real son if it's