Who we are It's not who we It's not who we really are It's just a game we play It's sad to say we still don't know who Who we are We don't know who We
that sound alike We was on the same shit that Big Daddy Kane shit with compound syllables sound combined From that day we was down to ride somehow we knew we
Cut your neck off and sew your head right back And leave you like that You just triggered the prick who just mixed liquor Who's itchin to leave you
?" "Is evil in the flesh?" I sit down in despair, no way to run away Couldn't stand a nice new day with you The fuse went out today Who's around me?
y’all, come on, come on Just keep the same old beat [dinco d] On the fourth day of school, hookie wasn’t here Today’s the first day of a brand new year
coast as we connect these curtains 'Cause we ain't scared to buck, step on the Timbs and Chuck's Is gonna happen, gun clappin, remember that Now we on
ll get burned You got 15 years without ever coming out And beat your fist at the world and what they talkin' about Then get locked up every two years For two years
the same 808 clap? And how do we adapt and get TRL votes When 13-year-olds control the remotes? And Assi’s got a brand new nose? We gotta put some new
we off that, Cos you can’t bring the future back, Tell n-ggas top get off me, Cris we off that, Timbs we off that, Rims we off that, [Jay-Z] Yeah We off
you fishin for but catch you a great white Me, I see great white, heavy as killer whales I cannot believe this, who knew it came in bails Who knew what came with jail, who
[Chorus] I never liked you n-ggas Who knew one day I'd be just like you n-ggas Uh uh uh alright you n-ggas Uh uh uh alright you n-ggas When I become my
over my ceaser Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) The preacher said we need leaders Right then my body got still like a paraplegic You know who
we flip the whole bird mama cookin' out the pots Keep the tool in my hand 'cause we get it 'round the clock Untangle few knots but we still flood the
Dice games kill' mo' niggas than cancer Ya know who ya fuck with Brooklyn don't run we run shit Roll up and just bum rush shit We don't play that out
to me its's just a fuckin’ walk in the park Because you are who you are when nobody is looking That's who you are so when the cash and cars is gone, the day
that the people are talkin I heard a rumor that things ain't changin But Lord knows that we gon' make it Oooooooooooooooooooh [Diddy - over Chorus] The world famous As we
s smokin like, after a glock spit Game get the blood money, fuck bitches and pop Cris' Style like it's New Year's, cause this a new year Look at the tracks
