your grace So take me to that place... I'M COMING HOME RUNNING BACK TO YOU, ARMS OPEN WIDE I'VE SEEN THE LIGHT, AND I WANNA GET BACK TO YOU I never
they all, ridin with me if ya recognize a situation that you can't win You may feel like a marked mellow but you can live Still you tryin to be hard,
like the reaction your girlfriend makes when you just told her that you have an STD in bed! Girl you like a Starbucks you on every block, Keepin' me
Desert Storm, you know how we do things Q-u-double-e- radio And the question of the day, Is who, and what you rep Caller number 1, you on the line
Kellz Im back Niggas What? Ya'll thought I was gone? Nope [Chorus:] Rollin Coming out them [?] colored candied doors Catch me hopping up and down on
the place to be, Catashtrophy... Tash: The Alkaholiks is back to fry you Xtra crispy With the skills that make the plots to dis me Xtra risky
Here comes the boom I got game like Kobe, act like you know me, if you rhyme better well then kid you best show me Fly by wrecking, never come in second
patch Inebriation Ooh Mr. Miracle, you saved me from some pain I thank you Mr. Miracle, I won't get trashed again Ooh, can you hear my lies Don't you
show 'em where it's at (What the fuck you starin at, nigga?) Don't you remember me?! Remember me?!! Remember me??! REMEMBER ME!!!!
nigga too And maybe then you'll see the truth (awwwwww) Oooh! You can't fuck with the crew, a crooked nigga too [2pac Verse 2] You know you really can
DJ bring it back bring it back Can you bring it back back back Tell the DJ bring it back bring it back Can you bring it back back back Watch me twist
top back and blow the smoke out the swisha Chevy strikin' heavy, straight hoggin' the lanes No time for battle rappin', mayne, I'm ballin' for change You
season (...on) And don't be tryin to think about a reason 'Cause there is no reason for you to front We create cuts to give you what you want Activate
no, sunset, I missed another day One slap on the cheek and out the door Running and running and coming closer to stumbling If you run with a knife, you fall. You
swollen On the farm belong for soldiers I control is like they seein moses Fiendin for flows I pose to split you open Layin back rappers for motion picture me
at eight High rate, I always produce the potion Weed smoking got me moving slow motion like we floatin on relax ocean All my peeps who feel high Dont want you
late to take it back Cause boy you put me through it [pre hook] This circular motion is all we do I'm so sick of going back and forth with you You should have been happy to have me You said you
When you deal with the Hill, keep your mouth still If you rely on your skill then rely on your steel If you have no ideal, or any thoughts to feel What