Life is what you make it, so I'm gonna make it. No matter what it takes I'll reach out and take it. Sometimes it's hard to see clear skies through grey
from tthe Likwit Crew Hurricane G: So what nigga is it you wanna do J-Ro: My flow is metaphorical Historicly correct What do you expect from
You're the Eminem backwards, you're mini-me See he's in a whole nother weight class He smokes your BB's you beat back bullets You're full of it; you
get done Jazzy And rip it up for a bit, make it a little scratch make it funky fresh Cause you know you the dopest that ever did it, man The world's
done Source Magazine, you're the first one You try to dis Chuck, Cube and me How the fuck you pick us 3? You punk motherfuckers ain't shit, you're just
toes You'd celebrate the minute you was havin' dough I'm like fuck critics, you can kiss my whole asshole If you don't like my lyrics, you can press fast forward
taste it This shit makes no sense to me What does it all mean? I can almost taste it I can almost save it This shit makes no sense to me What does it
We dance for the chance Of romance boy, ain't it the truth? You take two steps forward Take one step right back to your youth So long ago you were a
die, this'll be the day that I die Did you write the book of love and do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so? Now do you believe in
Can see the way your head, it's like you're blind So open your eyes and Time realign just what you got With what you nearly had and what you want You
start to shoot Let's do it for the troops, it's Young Money salute It's Young Money salute, it's Young Money salute It's Young Money salute, it's Young
t let distractions replace it - you can make it! You must be strong and be patient! (You must be patient) 'Cause it must be determination, determination. [Krayzie Bone] I'm tryin' to make it
leavin? no grudge Today games they play Gotta go hard to get what you put in If you fall off then it?s all on you Gotta watch what you sign too Try
Somebody gotta hold it down, you know [Verse 1] It's a couple rappers that snitching (snitches) It's a couple rappers that's kissing (bitches) It's
Then do it for the troops It's Young Money salute It's Young Money salute It's Young Money salute It's Young Money salute It's Young Money salute Sa-
to treat you You say I love you but it ain't true I'm walking away now One step forward and back two I'd like to grab you by the hair And hang you up
so fast to blast if you thinkin' of kickin' it you best be packin' your shit you bitch, Not that it makes a difference cause I'll mow you down with the
