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(GUITAR INTRO)

She combs her hair by the light we share

from that little lamp by the door

I read my antique rhymes for her as she

Sits by me
the studio, word is bond
Been working on ya new album for two years strong
And still can't come up with the right song
You know what they say:'Study long,
the sweat from his neck and the sleep from his eyes

It's 1997, the last morning of August
At the corner of 7-Eleven he hears the broadcast
Another saint
trouble
When the bartender cries

(c) 1997 Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp. BMI/Boat Money Music
Song Matters, Inc./Famous Music Corp.
ASCAP
audio drive by's
And gang shootings that you yourself have
Become numb to the pain like me.
And you, check this out, have become
Insane from overdoses
[studio demo version of the song "you not me" from 1997, recorded ]
[during the making of the album falling into infinity. available ]
[on the cd
never heard before
But we never got our props 
'til we dropped that said song, see you at the crossroad
But the man know, Eazy running with the lost
by my side?
Would I write sad songs, and call pain daily?
How different would I be if you had raised me?

[Chorus]

[Verse 4]
1997, you called my home
wanna lick they lips, shake they hips
Shake they rumps, bass thump
Believin they could fly by the way you jump, player, uhh
Hip-Hop mayor, fat rhyme
wanna lick they lips, shake they hips
Shake they rumps, bass thump
Believin they could fly by the way you jump, player, uhh
Hip-Hop mayor, fat rhyme
wanna lick they lips, shake they hips
Shake they rumps, bass thump
Believin they could fly by the way you jump, player, uhh
Hip-Hop mayor, fat rhyme