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no doubt/ theres no reason for doubt when you have as much clout as me/ I shout out my name! Midwest invasion is the name of the motha fuckin game!/ if
remember when I first had tree smoked
Black and Mild, how dumb of me now,
I'm grape cigarello man
Any young black kid a guaranteed fan
On a downhill grind
like you when I was young
And sometimes I feel
Like an adult version of
A kid who wasn't cool
A complete outcast in school
With no where to turn
How
rooftop
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why
Come on Louis, keep moving forward
Hold your head up high there's no
I got home this morning
With the sun right in my eyes
And there was no warning
Yes, it took me by surprise
As it hit me like an act of God
rooftop
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why
Come on Louis, keep moving forward
Hold your head up high there's no
to find some kil'
Ain't no big deal, just hop in the Seville
Mah homey put me down quarter pound for a bill
Wake up in the morning and I have weed still
the flavor kid, give me my props 
Cause it's 1992, and all the bullshit stops.. 

Check it, this is flavor for the non believes 
This is flavor for the non
with ah low blow
Just a thugging ass nigga
That's ready ta get some sense
I sorta like Billy The Kid
Mixed like a leather show no mercy
Filthy gonna
Hell yeah 
Hell yeah 

If I were God there would be no explicit sex on T.V. 
Like little Opie eating pie when he made it with Aunt Bea 

If I were
(nigga I'll come forth) 
Say reduce me, seduce me, (They juice me, seduce me)
Dress me up in Stussy.

Confused by different memories,
Details of Asian
if ya really feel me
I'm a cold blooded assassin
And tonight I come to leave ya cipher chilly
"And we must believe that no one will criticize us for
a reference to get residence.
A reference to your preference to say,
I'm a good neighbor, I trudge,
So judge me for labour,
live version of the song.
Kate, I'm honoured to have you, my daughter
Sing on my Chrstmas album with me
Here is a lovely song called Winter Wonderland
And maybe you could
kid?
Believe me every year
There is another one here
Don't you see I used to be the new kid?
I am sorry to say
You'll get carried away
Oh you will
mouth
Nigga I never scare
Savoir faires everywhere
If you need me believe me its easy
To put hoes in shock to tizzie
Watch the wizzie
These
that no body but me cares

And I saw the hurt of my system
And I felt the madness of our faults conforming
And I walked around your house for hours
mistake as soon as you're rested, I heard of ya
Unattended for your double breasted, bulletproof vest kid
Time is money well invested, burning your press
blooded assassin
And tonight I come to leave ya cipher chilly
"And we must believe that no one will criticize us for speaking honestly"

[chorus]

[Jemini]
Buck, buck, buck, buck, booyakasha!

What the fuck you mean you ain't know my name?
Only thing I changed, I ain't got no change
Still me and my
got drugs, got the sun and the moon
We got big city plans but it always rains
And the sheriff is a crook and knows me by name

I said momma was
Believe me, every year
There is another one here
Don't you see I used to be the new kid?

I am sorry to say you'll get carried away
You will be
)
Saw me kissin' on the sofa (It wasn't me)
[another version: Saw me bangin' on the sofa (It wasn't me)]
I even had her in the shower (It wasn't me
to me
What good would it do me
It's no secret where I've been
And I have worn so thin
And she can see through me

I don't believe a word of it
Can't come
leaks the witnesses, crack's the wickedest
Run up in your crib, blast your kids
Ain't no myth in this, shit's official
I'll pistol-whip you with my