got to be a better way Longer nights and brighter days Better times to make You stay There?s got to be a better way And longer nights and brighter days Better times
, oh I didn?t mean to mistreat you I need to reach you, I need to reach you There?s got to be a better way Longer nights and brighter days Better times
program, let no man, interrupt your flow And if that's your man, you better let him know I'm like, Damien Oman, six-six-six The way I be flowin is sick
catch your doughs and your whiz in my crib Jeporadize a lively hood on me and my kids And which one of those seeds belong to you God would've been better
I have raised I guess I’m saying that to say that opportunity But they just don’t equate to all the time they take away From the kids all the shit I did
and that was the last one I had Does this look like an arcade? Tryna play games? See this saw blade? See the silhouette of a stalker in your walk-way? Better
deliver to little kids And expect them not to know what a woman’s clitoris is Of course they gonna know what intercourse is By the time they hit fourth
Shady (I'm Back) I'm Back, (I'm Back) I'm Back [Verse 1] I murder a rhyme one word at a time You never, heard of a mind as perverted as mine You better
No love. Straight thugs. One time for my niggas in the jail cell. (One time for my niggas locked up.) One time for my niggas doin life in hell. One time
for better days Better days, better days, heyyy! Better days.. got me thinkin Bout better days Better days, better days, better days Heyyy! Better
homies Ride on yah Bitch made ass bad boys bitches {ahh yo, yo, hold the fuck up} [Verse 1: Outlawz] Get out the way yo Get out the way yo Biggie smalls
kids know Reason: What’s the use, go with the flow [Chorus 2] Pride: Be a man, give in to hate Reason: You better learn to communicate Pride: Better
why did you leave me and when you come back spending all your time with him you can't even see me selfish, what you is how you mistreated your own kids
and the car keys You gotta listen up to what we talking about Yeah it was better when the Grinch was never coming around her Time after time again Never
he be talkin trash like he want to be a custodian The God of mixtapes make sure that your kids blessed You think that I sweat money the way that the kid
Texas, they fell off the map, he should be reppin a better state RZA, GZA, Little Brother, and The Cool Kids way better than him and he's not even the
I fuck with you lightly (uh-huh) Cause I knew if I fucked with you too deep you'd bite me (uhh) Get mad at me, send niggaz wantin to fight me (uhh) Whole time
