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(Brent Bourgeois/Michael W.Smith)
Here I go,restless heart
Another lovely misadventure in the dark
All my friends who knew me when
Tell me not
play by the rules
I came so close the edge

I pray you play by the rules
I came so close the edge

I pray you play by the rules
We came so close the edge
The Shocker right after the Grammies
And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami
Run up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound
Like you gimme the cash and you put
She want to hear track six, she told me that's her (jam)
Baby girl said I got the title, got a nigga feelin' like Michael
Jackson, Jordan, don't
The Shocker right after the Grammies
And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami
Run up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound
Like you gimme the cash and you put
and drug addicts 
Close your eyes and make a wish 
I got ten hoes named Hootie that want to blow my big fish 
With this team I got, nigga who can stop me
fell off? Don't diss me
Just use some innovation and close your eyes
And visualize us on the Enterprise
And set all coordinates on the subordinate
degrees, I'm a graduate to a brick
Got me gradually gettin' chips
All my smokers grabbin' a sack of that poison
If you can push it, I'll give you points from
it ain't fiction its fact boy beware its real
Them lyrics you wield equals zero to a hero's shield
Mr fly by the seat of his pants para-sail
Or hit
[Verse 1: SPM]
I'm in da Hill W- double O - D Texas
Got three benzes, and quick reflexes
I'm a eat me breakfast, with the Mexicans
Break dance in my
[G. Dep]
I got enough flows to spit, they cold as shit
Give you what you supposed to get, to close ya lip
I got enough O's to get, and hoes to hit
like a frisbee
My runs is sticky from, the second-hand smoke
from outta the guns they busy, EHH-EHH-EHH-EHH come get me
He is - quick on the draw, same
Michael hutchence, he's one of 'em too
Made a hundred million quid dying tossing on the loo

S U I C I D E 
It might be messy but it's money for free
thirsty and they nodding and the be ?
They see me my actions
I cruise by in a Beemer just laughing
I let that rock and roll

I coping poppy's load
It

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