Lyrics:
Oooh, way, oooh, way
I know you don't fuck with me
Somethin' changed in Texas
Guess I missed the message
Look, I missed my exit
I'm living like
that love falls apart
Your little piece of heaven turns too dark
You gotta (Listen to your heart)
What happens when you don't? Imma tell you
Even though
get out of it
Any and all should fall, many are small should call
Naughty By Nature the creator of all y'all
Show hope, show no hope and can't cope,
or you might get dead
There's no one around so ain't no reason to scream out
Here's your chance to be a gangsta nigga, back that thing out
The next move
Later I
Land in New York don't play around
Hit Brooklyn for the touchdown
Then I bugged out cos it turns out
where you from now
Somehow
Like 3 blocks
clocked him
John Forte will keep you locked in
[Q-Tip]
People all around
You got to recognise and witness
The Mister who swift enough to knock you out with
another statistic
My nigga, this courtesy of Compton (courtesy of Compton)
Brooklyn go hard, motherfucker
Love me on the East like I'm Chuck D
turn to dust
80s baby with a Midas touch
Family trip 4 and a baby that’s by the nuts
From the bottom up had to crawl here
Took a couple stumble a little
attention
He was always ready to go
But this day it felt different
Leave the room
Turn around
Look like his body was stressing
His head was down
Arms was
happened next
Another bitch came by to give me sex
It was kind of strange I was thrown off
The last bitch got her head blown off
But fuck I ain'tsta
this artillery
Won't be a witness cause no one survives
They'll get there last minute no chance to revive
Undiagnosed sickness the doc cant describe
details of a life I had passed
Now my warm night in Brooklyn is ash
Falling from the snot of loosies that I choked
Around the corner from class
Before
and played around and strayed along the way
maybe we just need a second chance
I really think that we can make it last
Maybe we can Light a candle in
you should turn around
Leave me on my lonely while you got the chance to know me without knowin all my deepest darkest secrets
And my biggest baddest
never be slayed or confined to a grave
Math key fade
What that means you were played
My exit was in the first Act
Covered up by authorities
Beguiled
knowing when to let go
They beat around the bush
An impressive dodge
While you stood by dust
When you promised the stars
A house divided
Can never stand
ct first we-were-nervous
clways-took-a-turn-for-the-worst
In our past
With our exs
Glad that didn't last
cll that's behind us now
That's a fact
Cuz
a nigga fall like the season
So exit stage left 'cause you ain't on my level, leaf
You want to battle? Here's what happened to the last kid
His wife
Just know you gonna be great like you always been destined
Keep me by your side you'll never need no protection
A little girl is waking up this
be your last warning once you walk past the doorman
Ali and Foreman gonna lock ass until the morning
Marvellous finances provided by Joseph Mobutu
A quarter key, 6 G's, when they carry me
Fall on my knees to no nigga
Trapped in this hood, raised by chrome trigga
Never had a pops, a nigga learned
immigrant
Put up your hands you know what I'm sayin'?
I'ma start this shit off like this, this time around
H-to-the-A-to-the-I-to-the-T-to-the-I
Live
, turn around the hands of time)
There's nothing stopping us, we shall get by
anything is better than what we have now
(Turn around, turn around the hands of time)
Can't be any worse, I've got time to spare
(Do you think it's worth
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