I comprehend this moment I know we'll live again And if I heal your wound We will make love again And now we're slipping through this millenium We should feel sorry for
your money an your cocaine I've lost all of my enemies I've lost all of my enemies I've lost all of my enemies I spent the summer waiting for you! An
This time I'm, Not sorry I'd do this all again. It's all gone, but dont worry, We won't just start again... 2 years now, and counting. We watch them
dont know... its just because. Yeah yeah! (Chorus) The way you, Know I'll change its what you wait for! The way you, Know I'll Change! its what you wait for
We dont know... its just because. Yeah yeah! (Chorus) The way you, Know I'll change its what you wait for! The way you, Know I'll Change! its what you wait for
of my groupies I don't really know what you critics want from me For me to gracefully bow out and hand you the keys to my company Don't argue with a
life on records was the whole plan So we put out The Phuncky Feel, and Kill A Man (KILL A MAN!) That was about the time we was openin' up for ?loyalty
Bang bang goes the broken glass man Kill all the fags that don't agree Triumph by fires, sinning buyers Thats not a way that's meant for me Thank god
beat doesn't make you an emcee With your lack of skill and facility You're killing me And a DJ in the group just for credibility I heard that some
back this way for more. It won't be long-аnd I'll be gone, out your door. You can say, the words you will. I'd be six feet under ground if looks could kill
for a calendar I'm right back at them Took my game then weighed it up on a triple beam Niggaz rob kill steal for the ghet-ty green U.S.. Marshal at my
home to every fowl spirit and a cage of very unclean and hateful men" What you see is what you get now Xzibit never wait around for kick downs, get
clap with your frame like a fucking garage (Yeaaaah) This hood shit, you and Drake ain't built for -- This the shit the other bitch almost got killed for
same shit now The Local Mobb Grill and let y'all niggas know I'm dead I'm serious, somebody can get killed Wait for the fire drill and when you start
like a f-cking garage, yeah this hood sh-t you and Drake ain't built for this the sh*t the other bitch almost got killed for I'm still counting what
is short is what some nigga said Not if you measure life by how one lives and what he did And funny how these black killer companies is makin' money
