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[Jason]
Now What You See Is Just An Old Fantasy
It's The Image Of Me That My Fans Use To Dream
I'm Very Sick Into That Reality
But My Love For Life
Step out into the Indian dust
I can feel the cracks in my spirit
They're starting to bust

Drive by your house, nobody's home
I'm trying to tell
why 
Life's a bitch from beginning to end and then you die 
Living the life of sin and why 
I can see it in your eyes I'm not surprised 
As you
fuck you up, young buck
Bust you in your head, leave your body by the dump truck
Revolution got me pumped up
But it's still a fact black people still
Drives by and splashes me
Get there the queue's outrageous
Ladies taking ages
My rage is blowing gauges
How long's it take to validate your wages?
the outlet by the light switch
Who watches over you
Make a little birdhouse in your soul
Not to put too fine a point on it
Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet
Don't want your aid 
But the fist I've made for years won't hold or feel 
No I'm not all me 
So please excuse me while I tend to how I fell 
But now
and them dancers
Don't be conned by the Ye
Nobody in the West got the answers
Let's get established, your life isn't yours to demand it
You can't do what you
fuck you up, young buck
Bust you in your head, leave your body by the dump truck
Revolution got me pumped up
But it's still a fact black people still
all I wanna do is be by your side (My life)

I'm walking home and listening to MP3s
Just how did I let you decide to destroy me?
I'm missing you, it
[Verse 1: Jason Fox] 
I Get It Rocking Like A Boat When I Go Fishing.. 
A Yo Listen I'm The General And Tso Chicken. 
(Jason Fox) You Can Tell By
[Verse 1: Jason Fox] 
I Get It Rocking Like A Boat When I Go Fishing.. 
A Yo Listen I'm The General And Tso Chicken. 
(Jason Fox) You Can Tell By
(not loud)Here I go drivin'by your house might as well throw some rocks at your window
(gets louder)Yeh... But you don't
to seem care, or maybe
good,
Hittin switches while I'm throwin up the hood.
I never play the radio,
I buy underground from the mom-n-pappa sto'.
I cruise late night by
shitted on, let's get it on
Think I'm gonna let it hang, and sit it on
The desk of any redneck record exec
I strike 'em wit the right hand send 'em
dvd's
And I wondered if you felt the same
Just say the word, I'll be on my way
I'm just a few, few blocks away
I just want to see your pretty face
in the outlet by the light switch
Who watches over you
Make a little birdhouse in your soul
Not to put too fine a point on it
Say I'm the only bee in
got you, what more could I ask for?
When I'm feeling lost and outnumbered by a hundred to one
And my nerves have gone
And all I want to do is run for
mind like a DVD movie's frame
Words don't come easy I know, Y... don't come over
I'm just about to tell your love that I'm feeling it

[Bridge & Chorus]
Then Screw wrote his number down and said hit him next week
Get your list together, and pick all your beats
Well time went by and my best friend died
"Come inside!"
"I am Jason the Freemason, what you're selling i do not need.
Mr. Patrick, orthodox Catholic, is more likely in your league."

At that
erupt like volcanoes, you just shake and you shiver
Get 'em up, get down, turn around and put your face in the pillow
Cut 'em up like Jason, just face
[Lil' Kim]
I'm the L-I-L to the K-I-M
And not be	-I-G, R.I.P. ba-by
I, rep BK and the, N.Y.C.
Don't no bitch do it like I D-I-D
And, since
seven, I'm so alive
Your bank account Swiss, nigga, so is mine
This is crime by design
If the crown ain't mine tell me who am I behind

Yeah, I'm taking
The only statement I'm makin' is royalties (rock the dollars)
Seven digits never under my bank account hold
Numbers like your phone number, plus area code