Lyrics:
a little sick and different
And I mean it when I said it
Do you remember that?
[Hook 2]
Hell motherfuckin ya
You don't want to get in trouble with
to find faster ways to count 'em (yeah)
A minute on the block, how fast I make a thousand? (Cain)
That nigga you love to hate, still hug blocks and bubble
that left me in true shock
Like when 2Pac got shot
The whammy
I drop my secrete scripts of the uncanny
Broadcastin' live and direct throughout the galaxy
soul and my rib by side
Que sera sera no hablo ma ma das yea tell them This is real
Hey wait a minute you know that they hate
Because they hate for
and open my eyes
I see we're living two separate lives
Like a well gone dry from all the years gone by
When I Sit back and open my eyes
I see we're
the office countin' numbers (tell 'em)
Don't ever judge a book by the cover
Bitch, judge a cook by how it bubble (stove)
Yeah, yeah (oh)
Pagin'
Lets take life and slow it down incredibly slow
Frame by frame
With two minutes that take ten years to live out
Yeah, let's do that
Telephone poles
One minute more
Before the party’s over
Before the morning arrives before we call it a night
Just one minute more
We talked ‘til two
We thought by
to find faster ways to count 'em (yeah)
A minute on the block, how fast I make a thousand? (Cain)
That nigga you love to hate, still hug blocks and bubble
to find faster ways to count 'em (yeah)
A minute on the block, how fast I make a thousand? (Cain)
That nigga you love to hate, still hug blocks and bubble
Wind blows snow outside my windows
Crowd below runs wild in the streets
Two rented brothers race down two separate alleys
Heading for the finish
left me drowning alone in the abyss
Things weren't meant to go this way
I promise you I wanted you to stay
But now we're alone in two separate beds
I'm gonna be me right now, right now
I'm gonna heal somehow, somehow
I die a little bit
And I live a little bit
Every minute that goes by
In the middle
married and live in our world
Let's play rough; we can get wild
I could go home, but I'll stay
Cheat but I won't
So I go by Weezy
Love me or leave
whatever it takes to make sure my guys separate
Cause we not the same, bro got some aim
Ain't shit to put two in your brain
We makin' it rain, don't give
Freedom of Speech and said
My name every two minutes
Man wanna go to the mountain
Go to shows on a tour bus
Next time make an album
Not a CD fulla war dubs
This here's for the radio edit
We just got an X Rating
Imma gone and wet it
Yeah
Wait a minute baby
Wait a minute baby
Two strokes to the right
to find faster ways to count 'em (yeah)
A minute on the block, how fast I make a thousand? (Cain)
That nigga you love to hate, still hug blocks and bubble
Really, his pretty had the nigga leary
Mad dipped in, Nas you flipped this
Sos with VSO's twisted, from seperate the real from the fucked up
We switch up, I
live on my knee
And all I'm hearing is the news,
The shots, the bombs, the plots,
We separate and divide, the streets, the blocks,
The free,
staring evil right smack in the face
And we got to fight back this negative embrace
If we don't want our future to be erased
I'm hurt by the hate
are way more precise
When it comes to cutting, this shit here is an art
And we finish what we start, that's what separates us apart
From other mother
the pace running personally run the race
I done seen these 忍者s from across the way by the bay
Seen them out with the blade I see these 忍者s everyday
My life!
Yeah, this is all I know.
And I've got no time
I've got no mind
I've got nowhere to go.
Can't live in your world of the 9-5
You'll get
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