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like a submarine
Hip-Hop fiends, like a Jones, for nicotine
Of tobacco so I can't slack yo
Got the knack though, bring it live and that's a fact yo
tracks
I numb out frames, don't blame it on the coccaine
What is sure to be the blame is the bullets of which you obtained
Zoo or Zi Tribe and will live
If the game is lost then we're all the same

No one left to place or take the blame.
We will leave this place an empty stone
Or this shinning ball
wall
Only difference is Chuck might give you that call
To march on Friday, yeah, it's kind of frightening
Let me move so I don't get hit by the bolt
Miss Angela Jones is open for business

I'm like whoa, whoa, who's that girl?
She the baddest in the whole damn world
And you can call her when
a whole lotta +cheese+ at +steak+, the beef killed it
I'm about to blaze, bungee jump off a building with no rope
The Game ain't no joke
That Bruce Wayne
When it gets messed around with I?m the one, one
Uh huh. Uh.

[Jim Jones Talking]
I swear it wasn?t me
I swear that wasn?t me
I swear it wasn?t me I
others see the system that I see
Or do they see and say they don't and blame it on society?
The days of smart enough come to over, just say thousands
from here?

No, ah.. which one is it?

(burp) excuse me. It's the one by the airport... you know... cause we gotta get up early an'.. fly outta here in
we're all the same
No one left to place or take the blame
We will leave this place an empty stone
Or that shinning ball of blue we can call our home
[Fiend]
All I follow is the Jones as I reminisce
Reminisce take chance as I remember this
I was fifteen, anti fiend
Never thought I'd make it
a whole lotta +cheese+ at +steak+, the beef killed it
I'm about to blaze, bungee jump off a building with no rope
The Game ain't no joke
That Bruce Wayne
on our own
On our own, on our own, on our own

If the game is lost then we're all the same
No one left to place or take the blame
We will leave this
get along with T Jones, so he rolled jack
I was on Prozac before I was 12
Spent my senior year in high school, sittin' in jail

To no avail, I was
on 'em
Yea I know that's the way you like it huh?
Yea that's the way you love me huh?

So not to say my life is it
I said no doc my wife is it
Now
by
No policemen, no homicide, no chalk on the streets
No reason for nobody's momma to cry
See I'm a good guy, I'm tryin' to stick around for my
the first place
And those that are you wanna further debase
Nup, no more, never again whether by fist or pen
I will defend, 'cause I'm at a loose end
never feared the Ku Kluk.
My own clan is actin' up, I blame it on the Phillie blunt.
Whatcha gonna do, kids are acting oooohhhh.
Hill is gettin' fed
only a handful of soldiers by my side,
rest of my so called niggas was jive
but I ain't gonna say no names, 'cause they know who they be
so if you
.A. the click! whooooo 

[Verse One: Lil' Kim ]
Blessed by the God so I be the Earths 
Queen Bee Bitch Poppa keep my rich 
In gun tottin' keep floatin' in
[Chorus] 
This town is too small for all y'all 
Where the streets are meaner 
This one's for everybody! 
This one's for everybody! 

[Forte]