: Go on ahead Your story is just where you left it Go on ahead But I still can't believe you can't help it Ninety-five percent Happen in the home Swallowed
since the day I was born Drugs is what they used to say I was on They say I never knew which way I was goin But everywhere I go they keep playin my song
spot He makes me hot I'm all that he's got And he's all that I've got He's so contagious He turns my pages He's got me anxious He's what I've waited
the u.s but back at home man life was a mess i guess sometimes life's stesses lets you down on your knees o brother wish i could help you out (repeat
home, I wonder if she workin late for tonight Wifey actin funny style but I ain't fuckin with that She ain't call the crib so I wonder where wifey was
to work Okay she is gone so I jet to the phone Let the whole world know nobody’s home It’s busta rhymes and I’m feeling irie Come on over cause I’m having
the booth So keep playin I'll put one on you (YOU) I'm tatted up, cause I love takin pain I give my artist's a cheat and tell 'em "keep the change" I
yeah. no good. you're up to no good. but damn you look good and i'm drunk. now you got me kind of thinking, like maybe i would. so hard to be good, it's so hard to be good. s
I walk (Nope), the way I talk (Nope) But when it comes to two-eleven I'm the brother they want I do a record with Trek, I sweat like Mike Im the extraordinary
have a little fun I went home and cocked the barrel of my shotgun It’s gettin’ critical - I start the five point o There they go - drive real slow I
Emory whattup? Told you I ain't too good with writin letters and all Shit I don't even write rhymes But what I will do I'ma send you this opus scribed
lose Nothin` and it`s all there bubbling me And feelin` good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues Listen up, feelin` good was good enough for me Good
won't you keep in mind I'm over it I've had enough and I'm not looking back I'm over I'm over I'm over it I'm movin' on cause you blew your chance
understood When they caught me gettin high in the back of the ho-tel Was you freakin them ho's? Well, I just say I was gettin a lil head but so what Bill
I'm just chillin' but my money still runnin 'round. Yeah, and I just do's what i does. You niggas couldn't even be who i was
dribble down in VA Was herbin’ ’em in the home of the terrapins Got it dirt cheap for them Plus if they was short wit’ cheese I would work wit’ them
s the B-to-the-R-the-O-the-O-K L-Y-N is the place where I stay The B-to-the-R-the-O-the-O-K Place where I rest is on my born day Bust it, sometimes
(feat. St. Lunatics) [City Spud] Yo, 'for the nigga mention my name I let him know the deal I'm the nigga, same nigga, thought was a lame nigga Now I
