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to the voice in his head
That separate the truths from the lies
A wounded creature that just won't fall down
You can tell by the look in his eyes

Tonight's
Drivin' so slow, but BK is from Texas
Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie
Now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me
Say
Drivin' so slow, but BK is from Texas
Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie
Now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me
Say
by, 18 heads roll by
18 heads roll by and not one of them mine

I could live a long, long time
Stay forever
Would you think I'd end it now
You
Love is mind games
Love is mind games

She complains, you listen nice
Then get's P.O.'d by your advice
She waits until it's time for bed
[Cam'ron]

This song is about young children
who live in single family homes and
their mother or father chooses their 
boyfriend or girlfriend over
Drivin' so slow, but BK is from Texas
Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie
Now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me
Say
slow, but BK is from Texas
Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie
Now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me
Say whattup to Ty-Ty,
That was my cup that you smashed
My yesterday drained away
Admit that you wouldn't like
To live inside me today

Great expectations we had
What
Drivin' so slow, but BK is from Texas
Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie
Now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me
Say
foreigners never did shit me
All of those wasted lives
And only one or two get recognized
But what good is a medal when your dead? tell Uncle Sam I said
so tired of the head games, head games
I'm so tired of the head games that you play

Those who show no love
Exploit false god above
The kind that sneak
and out of my head)
No mind games; I'll take love instead
(Into my heart and out of my head)
I need your help to find a way
(I need your help)
Into my
crashes or drugs
Last night on 33rd street, I saw a kid get hit by a bus
Bus this drawn out torture over which part of you lives
Is very hard to take
Lexus
Drivin' so slow, but B.K. is from Texas
Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie
Now I live on billboard and I brought my boys with me
lives for the love of the game

[Chorus]
And we will rise,
This is our time,
Don't let the chances of our lifetime pass us by,
And we will rise,
Bet the black comes in red, crimes of passion rule my head.
I need you, you want him, dressed to kill we live in sin.

I know the game you play, I
see hate in ya eyes
You waitin' to die

I pray for you guys, hate to keep wastin' ya lives
Love to keep bakin' new pies, strapin' the scrapes off
aye aye aye)

I pray for you guys, hate to keep waistin' ya lives
Love to keep bakin' new pies, strapin' 
The scrapes off the side
You can love it
to live through the boulevard night
Get ready for problems, get ready for pain
If you want to play the L.A. game
Where you got to hustle and nothing is
live through the boulevard night
Get ready for problems, get ready for pain
If you wanna play the L.A. game
Where you got to hustle and nothing is
be fooled my game is mental
We both out of town dog, what you trying to get into?
Viva, Las Vegas, see ya, later at the crap tables
Meet me by the one
intrinsically changes

We can rationalize but our actual lives are affected by a hunger for sane-ness
In the back of our minds are the nastiest lines that a dope
thirst, but first my journal high seas
Lyrical, mathematical, razzle and dazzle you

East New York, street talk, step with a better game
Hydrate rhymes like
our lives, right
What do you bring to the table?

While I'm watching every nigga watching me closely
My shit is butter for the bread they wanna