suit" Welllll, one day, up the Avenue There was a man, surrounded by the Dogg Pound crew He said ah, "Hear ye! Hear ye! Come one, come all! The princess is having a
s time for a change... We're building a home, but it's not made of stone; a place where we can go to find a lasting hope. With our anxious pace, life'
it ain't about how hard you hit It's about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward [Verse 2: Joe Budden] Let me change pace, the alternate route is a
you take me home, I'll sing you a song Never leave me alone Said c'mon baby throw me a bone, I'll sing you a song, never leave you alone I'm a tell you
city like a cargo ship. Uh. I'm 23, with a money tree. Growing more too, I just planted a hundred seeds. It's ironic, 'cause my mother was a flourist
Is from the Thelonious P and Hugo Mind Boss You feel it in the air, its such a fine force But you don?t hear me though, just like a mimes toss That?s
something quaint, a couple ships in the night And they keep moving at a glacial pace Turning circles in a memory maze I made a new cast of the death mask that is
story is told It's a gift; this story is a part of my soul We shouldn't keep fightin', the Earth is our home If we destroy Mother Earth, then where will
slips in Vulnerable, and it shows These days and these nights grow colder Seasons change and we grow older, I know All I'm wanting is you, all I need is
gas masked Man it's kick ass The first thing I put on is the mask Speakin of masks Man it ain't to late to have a change of pace And take it off and show
orthodontist get gas masked Man it's kick ass The first thing I put on is the mask Speakin of masks Man it ain't to late to have a change of pace And
just a Q. and A. Still ghetto with de mind of a needle Quicker than a cheetah, Draw nine millimeter up. Grab a man's chain If I get shifty, never in
Vietnam The heat is on Put your joint on cruise In a rush you scuff your brake shoes, just cool and relax Take a breath, take ten paces back Brook-nahm
, WITH NINES OUT THIS IS WHAT NAS IS BOUT, NIGGA THE TIME IS NOW! {*whispering again*} Yo, all I need is one mic.. All I need is one mic.. that's all
where they hang you Where it doesn't pay to live without sin don't be a angel In a regular day just chillin a bullet can reaarange you Where cats'll stab
everybody I guess that I'm a fucking pervert My window is a book and I'm a fucking crook Stealing phones to call home but the line is off the hook My