Lyrics:
motherfuckers want to do?
Every day we keep it gangsta, livin thug life
So what y`all motherfuckers want to do?
(You don`t want it no more!)
Every day we keep
christ...
Maybe I'm designed to live alone
'99 will be remembered as the time that shit cluttered my dome
So in 2000 when you talk to me (blah blah blah)
my party and act polite
Talk to the cuties and dance with some honeys
And don't you come here lookin for a fight
This is a party and not a warzone
So
long enough we'll be home
Sails blown by the fire within pushing me to you
And you can live inside of me, sewn together
Breaking, inhaling, growing
ba ba, ba ba ba
And by the way you talk that you're just my kind
Ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba
Girl, why should it be that you don't notice me?
Can I dance
This song's about a friend
A friend I've known since I was a child
He and I would talk about our lives
And what we thought love was all about
He
the mainstream
Against everything they tell us we should be
We're striving to mold our lives by our dreams
So our dreams can become reality
Won't you come
Chorus x2
Big dreams make big stars
Don't forget who you are
Although I live for today
[Mr. Mo]
I ain't ???? I'm ????
???? bed dream
On the camera
ting untill you’re done fight fi ya dream
Let the Babylon talk cuz that what we call life
Shagakiz I don’t know G Battalion thing and Jimmy Production
Yea, Yea, Yea
Skip to my Lou down Northeast 163rd Street, hot concrete never get cold feet
Some of my peeps don't even got a visa, they'll Frisk ya
of the other guys
Here my cries
I don't ever wanna say goodbye
Yeah, if we keep trying we could do this right
One more time
That's all it takes to show you we
(ablib i can do more)
Give all my best til it's over
I could do more and I know ahhh x2
I said you don't have to pluck my heart strings
You can keep it
talk much but live by my money sure
I don’t play with my hustle oda bi ammunition
You no fit send me I be like straight bullet nigga
Ibile la won temi ba
ain't safe no more they drug abusing
Needles by the swings those things they start to use when
The Daddy ain't there, mommy don't care
Going through life
Hey
What you want from me?
Can you tell me Just
Hey
What you want from me
Baby
If we don't wake up
We are probably
Gonna meet the maker
don't believe in fairy tales
It's harder to live
But easier to die
I don't want roses when I'm dead
I want them now that I'm your peer
I want them now
Like clothes don't make the man, true a man made these clothes
I just make em live, when i put em on and strike a pose
They start to yapping if i aint
down on my dick I been loading them choppers and sticks but he told me ain’t lit enough
Bring out the fire then load it up
All of these pakis talk big
thing that ever made me feel alive
It was there every time, I had no one by my side
See people change
People lie
People like to talk a lot
I heard you
em around
Ion be living by them rules that they be tryna put on us
All them clothes that you threw in the trash that look good on us
Don't you ever let
you thought they would
They live on the hill but they're killing in your neighborhood
With cars that don't stop
And concrete and wire
Stupid TV papier
a picture never use the canvas
Thoughts deep I came to give you
Not a day goes by
That I don't get it hot jewels
Before the ice on the wrist
My life was
stays on my mind and I won't let it go
See this here is survival of the realest
And only if you real you will feel it
So if you don't live it, don't speak
around back around
Treat me good ima send it back around
Uno reverse
Baby what you get is what you give, I'm not tryna tell you how to live but
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