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Lord you hit me like a train
Hit me like a coal train
When your love came down on me yeah
Say hit me like a long, slow
Lord I feel it coming down and
on get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars break the mold

It's a cool place and they say it gets colder
You're bundled up now but wait
are now
Since "Can I Borrow a Dollar?" Ooh I'm a star now
I'm coming from Chi-town, we was the first to do it
Me, No I.D., Twilite Tone on the music
living by rules
New rap patrolling the city, follow my crews
Bleek you're still with me, nigga what did I say?
The time is coming you one hit away
Hit it from the back back baby throw it back
Have a heart attack
Can you handle that?
Maison Margiela dabbin' on everybody
I'm on the codeine moving
October 21st, Lavelle came to the world
Followed by three more boys and then a baby girl
Momma loved me, T.T. Uncle Jay
Loves you to death won't let no
Somebody's claiming some i.o.u.'s
Because the animal's back
With the man intact
They had a gun at my head
And a knife at my back
Don't wind me up too
know by now, I'm talking 'bout Chi-Town!

I'm coming home again
Do you think about me now and then?
Do you think about me now and then?
Cause I'm coming
They tell me don't drink and drive, I say what is this
Mind your business
Now pass it around
Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound
People in
what's wrong with taking the back streets
You'll never know if you don't go
You'll never shine if you don't glow

Hey now you're an All Star get your
it put your ass into it
You can do it put your back into it
I can do it put your ass into it
Put your back into it
Put your ass into it

Now all I want
back, that's how strong it was
But you belonged to 'cus, couldn't belong to me
You had two kids by this nigga, it was wrong for me
But we gon' always
the first week
The day after I'm coming at you on a smurf beat
Becuase he got the base to hit you on the head like a 4 by 4
Now back it up for me I'm
got into r&b hip-house bass and jazz
Now black music is black music and it's all good
I wasn't salty, she was with the boys in the hood
Cause that
of mouf)

I sold 350 the first week
The day after I'm coming at you on a smurf beat
Becuase he got the base to hit you on the head like a 4 by 4
the bathroom
And I loved it
She was wild
And everyday
People bore me
Activate my hormones
When you speak to me
Offer me
A piece of you
jumps off Wee-Bey from The Wire's dick
Now she's chasing me with a cheese grater
Here goes that broken record, cliché, it's all my fault anyway
You should be happy if we get outta this thing wit a ring tone

That was cool now let's get back to that block shit
Make it impossible for
because that was your dog
Now you hands-on, but things don’t ever seem right
You make a call to give your lawyer the green-light
He look into it then hit
a hundred rounds
SK's, AK's, 10 and 4's, G's and Mac's
All you can do is put it on your fuckin back
Call ???? pronunciation might sell ounce that dope
I see
caught you in the sack
And I made you relax when I (hit it hard from the back)
Yeah now we back friends
And the next time you need some sex counselin',
never put anyone or anything above you
Because I loved you
And it was that love (It was that love)
That made me lose my head, and now it's too late
Yeah, yeah..
Uhh, right, right, right
Right, right, right, right

Uhh uhh uhh, feel me now, listen
Momma loved me, pop left me
Mickey fed me
and get left in the middle
Back the fuck up, you too little
Hit 'em with three like I'm Miller
I don't talk to no man in the middle
I don't talk to no
on 35th Ave.
It's a small hood, and it's all wood, so let me get that number, hook it up, a'ight
Hit you on the jack later on, see wassup