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on the mix
I'ma show you where the pain and the poetry is
Ghetto young'ns spend a lot of time alone in the crib
Bet on the screen, walls and posters of big
in a facility where time is froze
God knows the heart hurts to see no sky, just dirt
They give a man a cell quick before they give a man work
So we
:00 o'clock
Then there was this flygirl,she said she wanted to know
Why are you all dressed up with no place to go?
She said she'd take us to a place where we
a nigga spin in 6
See they all see the 12
But you see me in it
TVs in it
BBs kinted
Ask who it is
You see me tinted
I did drive-bys
Now I take you on top
the brakes) 

No matter where you from 
It's for you and yours 
[These are the brakes] 
Bringing it back to the brakes 

Like the 'yes yes y
and Webbie need a rose 
And me I'm fixing to get three, four g's to flatter my shows
So fuck where you from and fuck who you with if it ain't about paper
to demanding
Especially the ones that's never understanding
Like
Who was that? Where you goin? Who you out with?
Them same niggas I make moves and I shout
peaches and cream
That's why some are found floating face down in the main stream

I let you stay in my crib, now you know where I live
When you was
on the mix
I'ma show you where the pain and the poetry is
Ghetto young's spend a lot of time alone in the crib
BET on the screen, walls and posters of big
it from my perspective
But with my shorty, A nigga's so protective-
And should be, she's the one who knows where the connect lives.
She don't talk
niggas where they want you again
Floating face down in the mainstream
That's why, that's why, that's why

{Chorus:]

Everybody's a player, rubbin
movie,
So this is take 3,
Where Luda step foot,
Out in Phoenix, AZ,
Super Bowl, super hoes,
Drivers on stroll,
So I put the call in,
To Willie
on, but take you out by the Spirit and the Word
One by one you'll drop  like flies under foot and in the ground
Because greater is He who is in me
peaches and cream
That's why some are found floating face down in the main stream

I let you stay in my crib, now you know where I live
When you was
she's more like an ostrich
Smells like armpit, foot and ass, and dog shit

"MC's you suck, that's without a doubt
Y'all don't know jack, no if
a nigga spin in 6
See they all see the 12
But you see me in it
TVs in it
BBs kinted
Ask who it is
You see me tinted
I did drive-bys
Now I take you on top
like the moon pulls on the ocean
Balance on one foot that's equilibrium 
Opposites attract and retract that's a fact
I'm a Libra y'all!
180 degrees but
those who don't know my name, know my name
They call me Mike Jones and I blew up quick, Ice Age the name you can't tell by the wrists?
I sit on buck in
affirmed by His father, when God looked down and said, ?This is my son who I love.? Jesus hadn?t done a single miracle. All he asks of you is that you
Yo, listen
For the corrupt mob, John Cena, Trademarc, listen

I embarrass MC's who touch the mic with me
That's why they never holla when it's
Please... does a priest need a ten-foot pole to baptize little Linus minus the lap ride and tease? Evolution is a leader depleter, seeker needy sheep idol
rule in the game
Cheers, they all know your name, it's like fame
Why, women and money don't mix, like drinking an' driving
Watch those conniving women
might,
It was gonna be a long long day going on.

By this time it was 12:30
And I was passed out on the ground
Saw a hand to reach down and help me up
She
forget that golden rule in the game
Cheers, they all know your name, it's like fame
Why, women and money don't mix, like drinking an' driving
Watch
that golden rule in the game
Cheers, they all know your name, it's like fame
Why, women and money don't mix, like drinking and driving
Watch those