Lyrics:
And I'll ride out towards the outer maze
The future ain't what it used to be
Time to change my galaxy in case
Woo, we outta space
Trouble-free earth
got cats on the corner like
Don't me and Jigga be flowin alike?
Nah, not in your life ain't nobody copin like
Mr. Jay-Z, shit you're crazy
I'm hot
Everywhere I go, I mean, like everywhere I be
It seems like everybody knows, how I get down, and why B, homie
Everywhere I go, I mean, like everywhere I be
change
It ain't that heaven-sent?
Hurts my ears to listen
Burns my eyes to see
Cut down a man in cold blood, Shannon
Might as well be me
We used
I'm running late to somewhere now
I don't want to be
Where the future and promises
Ain't what it used to be
I never wanted to compromise
had a thing to say
Since the girl left its all gone bad
What are we gonna do
It's gonna be all right
Come on Mr Lonely man
I could really use
aim and bang
Show the world what it means to be born and raised
In the home of the 'Canes that's the county of Dade
Well they used to shoot straight
glitters
It ain't gold
I'm getting low, from the hater
Cameras in action, tell all my niggas what's happening
Ridin' with my niggas
'Cause everything
Ha ha ha ha ha, check out this bizarre
Rapper style used by me, the B.I.G
I put my key, you put your key in, money we'll be seein'
Will reach
I couldn't stomach
Surrounded by the violence
All the goons and the goblins
With 99 problems I still kept it 100
These streets can be rather
sense-sense of all this shit around me
I didn't know how to take it, how to perceive it, you know what I mean
And then meanwhile I'm supposed to be going
get darker than what I would like, but I know I'm alright
Shapes that s-
By the time you get this video, it might be too late
Now people are
calm down)
That nigga be on some bullshit, you know what I'm sayin'?
We ain't, we don't do that shit, word, yeah
He ain't no real producer, you know
I'm the future that's here to show you what happens tomorrow
If you don't stop after they call you
Biggest laughing stock of rap who can't call it
motherfucker up only if it feels right
I'll be late for that, I can't wait for that
I think I was made for that
So I'm comin in when I feel like
So turn this
I can do bad by myself know
What I mean? for real
Okay, action goin' in
Rap game paid me, trap game made me
We used to be good friends now she can't
Mrs. Lovett's meat pies
Savory and sweet pies
As you'll see
You who eat pies
Mrs. Lovett's meat pies
Conjure up the treat pies
Used to be!
Over
motherfucker, this is Stephanie
I was waitin' outside for your ass for like a fuckin' hour
I don't know what's goin' on
Motherfuckers tryin' to rob me, you be
you don't want to be her,
She used to have the beemer, now she own a sneaker,
I had her eating lobster now she eating pizza,
I think about Easter when I
the suburbs
I ain't hear nothing, not a word
"Mr. Media", help us shed light on these homicides
Not just Columbine, but all the time
It's a, homicide,
to me
Where would I be without my dogs
No wonder why when times get hard
Cause it ain't easy being who we are
Driven by my ambitions, desire higher
a clock at two
Shake your head
You know what to do
They want to put
Guns in the sky
Someone out there
Ain't gonna like it
But it could be good
Make us love
me what you want
Not talkin bout the music but we likes to funk
Ain't no such thang as a Oakland punk
It don't matter who you are, you'll be _In
What we talkin' 'bout? 'Cause I ain't got time
For what people be talkin' 'bout all the time
What we talkin' 'bout fiction or we talkin 'bout fact?
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