Lyrics:
What we have to do is deal with it when these individuals are young enough
If you will, to be saved, not in a religious sense, but not
surrounded by others
With boxcars in their eyes
Never count your winnings at hour 23
Of a 24-hour drive
Remember that you're not the one
Calling the tune
the dice
When you're surrounded by others
With boxcars in their eyes
Never count your winnings at hour 23
Of a 24-hour drive
Remember that you're not
With a see-thru blouse
Who loved to grunt and ball
And her name was Magdalena
Magdalena
The little ole man
Came home one night
To his house in
nothing but a smoker
That's the way it goes, that's the name of the game
Young brother getting over by slanging 'caine
Gold around his neck and 14K heavy
He had a thousand ideas
You might have heard his name
He lived alone with his vision
Not looking for fortune or fame
Never said too much to speak
That's the way it goes, that's the name of the game
Young brother getting over by slanging 'caine
Gold around his neck and 14K heavy
Bitches clockin'
Classic, uh, uh, uh
I'd like to welcome y'all to Exit 13
My name is LL Cool J
AKA the GOAT
R. Leslie on the track, uh, uh, uh
I told y'all
But in our end
What's life come to mend
Gnawed to what we want to be
Death takes us by the hand
And breathes its soft breath in our sleep
Has the idea
an example by an ex-trapper
Dress the coupe in the shoes, now that's dapper
Ain't nothin' but the street life
That's money, cars and hoes
It's the only
at the basket
What you call money, I pay more in taxes
I got crowned king down in Africa
Out in Niger, do you have any idea?
Sold out shows, out in Seoul,
The day you left I had no idea life would be so cruel
Shaken up by something strange
Paralyzed caught under a spell
Sleepwalking through
dead for fuckin with my money
P don't take no shit
Everyday all day I'm breakin bread 24/7
Tryin to get paid
And lose these hoes in the dope game
ignorance in the name of defence, with no suspense
I could tell you the death is easy to prevent
Do the math, come on do the arithmetic
Fore they drone-bomb
I've already been there
A broken lock
Inside a rotting idea of a heart
You'll never find it
You took my name
On top a desolate mountain of hope
dusk is when the little men melt into the mountains... melt
into the mountains... melt into the mountains
Taking the lord's name in vain
Cos
their money where their mouth is
Bet if it was 1865 these mothafuckas in power would be Southist
They live for the name game, fame in their brain, for
nothing but a smoker
That's the way it goes, that's the name of the game
Young brother getting over by slanging 'caine
Gold around his neck and 14K heavy
heaven stood up and screamed my name
But you've cried enough to bend me off my claim
Has the idea left you yet
I hold onto every word
And I hide from
scared, I was there
I remember it all too well
And you call me up again just to break me like a promise
So casually cruel in the name of bein' honest
to the platinum frame
Do shows with plenty hoes, that be screaming my name
(Down here) it ain't no telling when you talking bout us
Got rocks in both ears,
you be mine
I get you in my car, drive you to my house
'Cause I'm a mack, I cold turn you out
I wont ask, and I sure won't beg
Reach right over
to name. Rest in peace to....sigh.....rest in peace to.....fuck
Hands up high
Blindly floating by
All the time I spent without you
Rolling tides
In my empty eyes
Basking in the ocean blue
I just wanna dive
Into
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