to say sorry I was waiting on a different story This time I'm mistaken For handing you a heart worth breaking And I've been wrong, I've been down Been to the bottom
let we go Stones Heavy like the love you've shown Solid as the ground we've known And I just wanna carry on We took it from the bottom up And even
I am a supa, dupa, troopa Used to the bottom - scuba So I'm on the grind - skateboard or scoota, 'Till I am the king of my castle - Koopa, Dawg i took
story Therefore I don't fall in the category I'm cool calm and collective You con'in a Lexus Blew chronic for breakfast It match with the necklace Nines only down
Bone shattering, beat battering me Scattering like roaches Blessin with the over dosage of black black (Say goodbye you got no class) Ship sinkin fast (Bon Voyage) Cya at the bottom
me, scattering like roaches Blessin' with the over dosage of black black Say goodbye you got no class, ship sinkin' fast Bon Voyage, see ya at the bottom
that shit! Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice Bitches on the dick 'cause of who I am (Yeah!) The Fresh Kid Ice, the Chinaman Movin' from the bottom straight to
be a long night, Alright, Now be Quiet you dont want them to hear us outside, let me get on bottom while you ride. (Chorus) Bedroom Boom, (Thats whats goin' down
English but I hate reading Good grades, just a few exclusions My story's inspirational and with the right help I can execute this out to the nations Or my words can lock down
of a Cheeba She like it from behind, slow grind, sometimes with her feet up Ms. Bonita Applebum Bottom, thick as a Roman column Raw dick it down, love
differentiate snakes from those that love me, There's a thin line between happiness and hopeless, An even thinner line between on point and out of focus, BUT Back to my story
get a witness? (Yes, brother, yes!) Now I don't know if you're prepared to embark upon this journey But the time is running out Brother Jazzy, break it down
to me See, you tried to play my man and end up playin yourself Later for you Nah, matter of fact later for you And your golddiggin girlfriend you put me down
, across the street or right in front of the store Julios, fooling them hoes and still we eat Something like Kevin, Joes, Julios and Reese Take it two blocks down
real G H-I-J-K, L-M-N-O-P is for pimpin, Early mornin' stoned pimpin I been down, been around, From the bottom to the top Partyin' down with the slimmies
fatigued Benjamin green leaves in a nest of thieves I get down on my knees And beg God to forgive my sins Back at it again Raise up like Attica did Shift down
was going to be easy and we travel to this emotional roller coaster called life And we have our ups and downs Just keep in mind When you hit rock bottom
heads and heavy chains Somehow caught in the game Back in '83, before cable TV When these so called thug niggas played in the street I used to hear the stories