I was for real wit it Wanted a deal, I got it and couldn't deal wit it I want me and my old homeboys to still kick it I wish they saw me as Mouse and
one important person in your life that meant everything to you? the one who was always by your side when the whole world was on your shoulders? And it was
Mass took my shit, then I shot him. Left him bloody with no money. Cut his pocket, cocked, seen his head, dropped it, popped it. Now I was rollin' like
it Look over your shoulder nigga, where you headed MUTHAFUCKA, where's a rhyme when you need it? First rule of lyrical war, never repeat it You said that same bullshit at House
fills hands, or is it sand, The same that covers everything? Where cities stood, soon deserts found, Now sink beneath the swelling ground. Feels like nothing ever did. Kills like nothing ever
forever Let your thought and my heart, go hand in hand I first thought, but to start, but I stand a man And for as long as I can, as long as you permit
you didn't look the same as yesterday I got the feelin' that you can't seem to see What you want to be And lately it ain't been the same at all When
that it's good and somebody overstood Now, the listener in here want the same flow but I gotta let it grow Clever enough to let it go, if I don't wanna
2 wit thin tires and O.Z.'s And ya'll got jewels but I doubt it's the same shine Mine look like the sun and moon's out at the same time Don't worry about
here, you appear, same hair Same quizzical stare, I couldn't get near And the sheer frustration was more than I could bear I was really cursed, thought
here You appear, same hair, same quizzical stare I couldn't get near And the sheer frustration was more than I could bear I was really cursed, thought
garby You soft as a Barbie, hard as Terence Trent D'Arby You the wackest MC I ever heard You fly like a wingless bird, it's absurd, you get the D I
untrue? That bad things can?t happen to good people like you? Seems like dust swept under the rug Time slips by, it?s never enough Now as you lay As
that! It was a mistake! Miley: No the mistake was trusting you! Jackson: That girl tonight really dug me dad. I think it was the guns! Robbie: Hey Lily
belonged Like everything they did to me Was an experiment to see How I would cope with the illusion? In which direction would I jump Would I do it all the same As
44.55]So, leave it Louie [03:46.60]Cause I'm a lover [03:57.20]Check it out, check it out, here we go, let me say it. [03:59.50]Tax on wax make
Try in vain to kill they pain, exchangin, dead presidents Many bourgeoise parlei francoise (I don't speak it but I know it) It's all the same (the business