be there every night I just might change your life cause baby... You got it (you got it) you got it (you got it) you got it (you got it) you got it (
get you drunk I know you're collecting disciples I know you want to be the godmother of soul punk Someday, someday There are skyscrapers for you, Jane
are the thing Life has no meaning and money is king Then he looked at me slowely and Hen had to grin He said Man you out early we thought you got ten
, why not? That's a start They could push their reps quicker, kill a well known nigga And if you say you're going to kill me, should I blast you first
try it I love ladies Ladies are you with me? Yeah I love Ladies Ladies are you with me? Yeah That sounds nice You know we love you Ice I'm a junkie
you'll never understand this You can try but you'll never understand this Try an' try but you'll never understand this The lifestyles of the rich and infamous Alright you
and griff Y'all are still one group as far as I'm concerned An' y'all are true players, to KRS 1 and D nice And Scott Larock, I talk to you every night Scott, you know
breakin' the boy don't be fakin' Maybe they're just jealous of the dollars I'm makin' But you're down with me. You know god gifted me Black kids say
I scream motherf-ck you and whoever design you and if you think you hot then obviously you are lied to and we dont die, we multiply and then we come divide you
(What the hell are you waiting for?) Look what you made me do, look what I made for you Knew if I paid my dues, how will they pay you When you first
yo, champagne wishes and thirty white bitches You know this shit is fucking ridiculous Fucking ridiculous You know this shit is fucking ridiculous Cars for the misses and furs for the mistress You know
Brown paper bag (Thank God for that) Brown paper bag Thank God for those days, thank God for those nights Though it might seem wrong, thank God for that
scream motherfuck you and who ever designed you And if you think you hot then obviously you were lied to And we don't die we multiply and then we come divide you
headin from here Just say you're scared if you're scared but if you through frontin' we can do somethin And you know just what Im talking about, tomorrow you'll be
hell are you waitin' for? After me, there shall be no more So for one last time, nigga make some noise What the hell are you waiting for? Look what you
things you crave are no longer escapes and no longing for dates you want a husband, but no one has a cape now you wondering "wait" and i aint trying