The night it rests like a hammerblow and breaks the morning it brings, The mad men are down on the crypt floor sleeping through there favours and sins
one is goin out to my man, Shaw In other words, silly y'all Yeah, we still husslin' overtime, baby Yeah, you know it's been a long time, mighty long
was born a crack baby In a plastic bag in the alley Raised in a foster home With no mother to love and I never knew my papi" Back in the days of Bobby
that song By a dude named Bobby Fuller It went like this I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won We sat around the other night
would give up on each other and get back together Then we finally was married in nineteen forty nine We drove the yellow convertible all night long Do
poor people hang Please pay attention, they do ghettoish thangs One out of three, yep, a third of 'em bang The other motherfuckers they be slangin' that cane Always out for money 'cause the money's the game Eastside homey, it's a Long
Shady, old mix Back, second round's on me Kuniva, Cashis, Stat Quo, Bobby Creekwater Obie Trice, what? *** didn't kill me Now a **** gon' get Peel my
wise how to stay on beat cause our lives an instrumental This is physical and mental I wouln't sugar coat it You'll die from Diabetes if these other n
to Throw your raps in the sleep hold, quick to snuggle you Dart heat your breastplate, meet ya death date Rook down a E4 look, it's checkmate No other
really don't care about those other carbon copies Don't stop Bobby, don't stop (I can't stop) I really don't care about those other carbon copies Don't stop Bobby
sit in a hot car? Traffic jam, been sittin' for a fuckin' hour Must be an accident, I hope nobody died Finally get there, and the crash is on the other
seeds Worship creativity If I am only dreamin' then me an' Bob Are not that far today So long as I'm young So long as I'm young Bobby's in the basement
hey yo never will it stop Handguns with double digit shots I move work on other niggas blocks Leave out the club wit a another niggas watch Body that man and let other
feeling blue You hold me close You've always been so special to me * When I think about my life Before I met you I'd wake up to this loneliness And long
I'll just hang around But every time you pick me up I guess I take you down But here I am again You'll take me back and then It won't be long till I'
a dollar You can join the salad and I?m splitting your tomato Ball cuz i gotta You?ll love me in the mornin I told her Imma king, them other niggas Prince
Myself, D12, 50 Cent Obie Trice, Stat Quo And I would also like to introduce The two newest members of the family One goes by the name of Bobby Creek The other
