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and never want to go home 
Even when the streets lights came on
We still rode till dawn
Three wheel motion, slidin' and coastin' 
Smell the bar-be
and never want to go home 
Even when the streets lights came on
We still rode till dawn
Three wheel motion, slidin' and coastin' 
Smell the bar-be
And I had to set you free
You're choking
Someday
I cannot believe
that you are not here
I am living in a haze
Someday
Will I ever be the same
without you
for thorns instead
I'm saved within not by your skin
But because your blood was red
We may be different but, the God we serve's the same
Every
Sitting by the bedroom window
Looking at a slideshow on a Sunday
But it’s Monday, well how would I know
I’d be looking out the same old window
Years
could pull the wool over your eyes lord
Did they really think that by faking they were saved that they would get the same reward
This be the realest
they could pull the wool over your eyes lord
Did they really think that by faking they were saved that they would get the same reward
This be
fakers got to pay
My people quick to spray
And buck a demon till they lay
But if he breathing it musta been an angel by his side like Sunday
Never
And things will never be the same
You keep pretending that everything's fine
So you make small talk to help pass the time
But all the words that you spit
Summoned by angels at the same time,
 ENDLESSLY)
But I will burn me
 right out of this place.
I will lay you down to sleep
 so when you wake
I'll be
you never leave me lonely
'Cause I will never be the same if you would let me go
I'd rather die
Baby doll I just want you to know
It's all for you
you never leave me lonely
'Cause I will never be the same if you would let me go
I'd rather die
Baby doll I just want you to know
It's all for you
And dreamt about "When will I be large like Whodini?"
But I was messin' with graffiti on the subway
And gettin' chased by the cops almost everyday
I knew it
Polygram for eleven billion
I come to Sony and get pimped by the Haitian-Sicilians
And I'll even, get you an ad in "The Source"
You'll be the first rapper
Sunday its the same routin', oh but this time he's wearin' his jeans
He thinks its the last time he'll walk her home, then he'll be alone.
He takes her
I can't live my life without jammin'
That is why my life is so slammin'
I take you up to a place where you've never been
Far away from home
We will be together
We will be together
We will be together
(We will be together)

It's 5 AM on a Sunday morning
Walking uptown
In the rain in
ancestors was raped by somebody white
I'm black so I like to sing, dance and crack jokes
Eat good food and be around black folks
I'm black so I like
ancestors was raped by somebody white
I'm black so I like to sing, dance and crack jokes
Eat good food and be around black folks
I'm black so I like
I can't live my life without jammin'
That is why my life is so slammin'
I take you up to a place where you've never been
Far away from home
I can't live my life without jammin'
That is why my life is so slammin'
I take you up to a place where you've never been
Far away from home
we were changing
We knew that we would never be the same

I know I would do it all over again
At the end of the day when we are alone
I get that
right? 

What you thought, there wasn't gonna be no retaliation? 

Ha, ha, ha 

You gotta be kiddin'! 

You call my name four times on a record?
we were changing
We knew that we would never be the same

I know
I would do it all over again
At the end of the day
When we are alone
I get that
Polygram for eleven billion
I come to Sony and get pimped by the Haitian-Sicilians
And I'll even, get you an ad in "The Source"
You'll be the first rapper