Lyrics:
the life that we live for us
Get rid of the life that we live for us
Multiply by trust, divide by trust
It equals love, equals love
You're part of the math
Nigga, hahaha (oh)
Yeah (yeah)
Here we go again (it's Shady, haha)
Shady Records mixtape (50 Cent)
The Invasion (G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit)
Part Two
feel good in here
[Havoc:] Yeah!
[Verse 1:]
Second time around I'ma let the magic shoot
This time it's off the Havoc flute yeah
I'm a general
party's in here, we don't need to go out
We need the turbo thots, high speed, turbo thots
Drop-drop-drop-drop it like Robocop
She brace herself and hold
Bro bro listen to the kids jeremy, I need
I gotta put it down for a
Second it’s beautiful jeremy Scott's design
First of all, thank you Taylor for
Ay I'm working here, know what I'm saying
Try to put yourself in my shoes for a second
Its not personal I'm just sayin though
Ay look
From when
And I'm Cowboy To Make Ya Jump For Joy
I'm Kid Creole Playin' The Role
Dig This
We're The Furious Five Plus Grandmaster Flash
Givin' You A Blast And Sho
Standing in the rain
Washing off my sins
The streets ain't the same
They spin one time, they'll spin again
Go make love to an angel
While
to your fo'head, there'll be mo' dead
'Cause I'm a po' kid
So Lord forgive me, I got to keep my milly right here near me
When I be doin fine until these
kid)
(Eh yo, eh yo, eh yo) We're back!
Peep the jump off, ain't nothin sweet, get dumped off
Frontin' like you won't get deaded and bumped off
That's right, that's right, monsieur
Keep walking this way!
You can't win her, not by making her your prisoner
Raoul
No, stay back!
I'm here
miss a show in seven, civilian life shit
Ah, Miss Donda, you see my mama whisper her this
The real reason I was geeked to go to church, must confess
is not for kids
Still women sayin' it's childish the way we live
Brought a few Ws to the 6ix
Baby mama fluke, but I love her for who she is
Baby,
was his hat in a clearing
Down by the 7-11 folks cried
Someone said he died,
But I know Joe didn't go to heaven, no
He went looking for trouble
always look out for baby momma nagging
You know I'm saying kids need this and then again
The public need that, we gotta make hot music
'Cause if it
flown so fast
By chance we meet and magic's happenin' once again
The second time around let's make it last
Come on, darlin'
Hold on tight, don't
through the door so I had to go for mine
They pumped and shot again but the suckas kept on missin'
Cos I was on the floor by now, I crawled into
Ah, lookey' here, I love this show
It's Christmas time
It's Christmas time, who's at the door
I'm sure there's room for 7 more
We'll make some
like they gon' die
With the mindset of be broke or let's go get high
If the cost of livin' so crazy how we gon' get by
Gasoline five dollars, how
Maybe we can start again
But if you really cared for her
Then you wouldn't have never hit the airport to follow your dreams
Sometimes I still talk
always look out for baby momma nagging
You know I'm saying kids need this and then again
The public need that, we gotta make hot music
'Cause if it
some other reaction
Seems to me though that the reason we together here
Is that we supposed to be together
Come on baby let's go peace-lovin'
nothing
This is nowhere
We all, we all, we all, we all know this is nowhere
And there is no one
Here
It moves like a virus and enters our skin
some other reaction
Seems to me though that the reason we together here
Is that we supposed to be together
Come on baby let's go peace-lovin'
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