Lyrics:
quiet streams
And the window lookin' on the mountains and the sea how lovely
This is where to be
Here with you so close to me
Till the final flicker
We might be scared to death
This chance is like a step
Just got to take it
Whoa oh
Countdown to here we go
Oh oh oh
Hold on tight, slide
This my nine-to-five (this is my nine-to-five)
Still livin' on that high life (still livin' on that high life)
Grindin' makin' money
Grindin'
Woke up this mornin', (yeah)
You got yo'self a gun (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got yo'self a gun
Yo, I'm livin' in this time behind enemy lines so
collection, yo
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
It's, the, return of the Prince, the boss
This is real hardcore, Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit's soft
Sip Cris', get
Don't define you by your faults, ain't gon' push your buttons either
Everyday we startin' fresh, this is how it's s'posed to be
Never try to take
even fuck with mine?
Hey, yo, RZA! Hit me with that shit one time!
And pull a foul, niggaz save the beef on the cow
I'm milkin this ho, this is MY
moved to Jers' so we could get a better life
But little did she know a ghetto is a ghetto
Good times found myself like Jimmie Walker sayin' "Cello"
' boogie
Whoa, shake a-yo' boogie
C'mon an shake a-yo' boogie
Because yo' boogie's alright wit' me
"Now John, I got it this time by myself"
run so fast in my life
Look at him haulin' ass, I think he left his wife
There she is, on the ground, being trampled
I go to grab her up by the damn
There's no blanket for the truth (I can't see!)
I got a loose end of a lie, this amateur he tried to get by
The size is more greater, and equator more
This is for all the lonely people
Thinking that life has passed them by
Don't give up
Until you drink from the silver cup
And ride that highway
matter at all
Cause this life's to long
And this love's to strong
So baby know for sure
That I'll never let you go
I got my favorite girl
Not
can't seem to wipe this smile off my face
Life's a happy song when there's someone by my side to sing along
When you're alone life can be a little
yo life by any means
This is for those who know we all gon' die
Set up that way by infinite powers
Those who know the feel of chains
shit" in his blood stream
That's the life of a grimy, real live crimey
If niggas know that habit's behind me
Day one, yo, growin' all up in the ghetto
that maybe it is over)
(Not if you don't want it to be)
For once in your life, here's your miracle
Stand up and fight
(This is it)
Make no mistake
of the fittest
So what they rushin' for?
And damn this man at the window is slow
The concept of time has us all fucked and on top of that
Life ain't nothin'
They washed and dressed him
Fed him by hand
Yeah! I've left the world behind
I'm safe here in my mind
I'm free to speak with my own kind
This is
breath the angels bring?
Could this be the face of God, this child, the son I once carried?
In the dead of the night
As his life slips away
As he reads by
to take a life again
You know I'll ride again
It's all the same (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Tell me who's gon' save me from myself
When this life is all I know
made a monster
Now everyday's a game of Contra, I got 99 men
An infinite amount of rounds inside this mighty fine pen
This is my dream, don't fuck
all day
On my grind always
Seen some foul, foul times
In this wild, wild life
And I ain't even trippin', no
Since the world we live in is so cold
Because you don't know (ooh-ooh-ooh, know, means to me)
What it means to me
Who will remember
When this is blown over
And everything's all by the way?
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