go Just remember when you come up, the show goes on One in the air for the people ain't here Two in the air for the father that's there Three in the
manly Puts papers in his briefcase and drives away To save the world or go to work It's the same thing to me He's got his mother's eyes, his father's
blow and understand I'm talkin' money by the case loads Gun off safety, I'm in safe mode I will hold court until the case closed Brown bag *** I got the brown
the new world order I'm showing you that I will be ordering itch Inside the new world, doing what I got to do to make Brown for my seeds I will bleed
fix it but I don't know how Well, we could try to reason But you might think it's treason One voice for all Echoing along the hall Don't give up on father
The rooms were so much colder then My father was a soldier then And times were very hard When I was young When I was young Smoked my first cigarette
for life for real} {And thats real, ayo nature I can't hold your hand through this shit man I'm not your father man, be your own man, stand on your
Rooms were so much colder then My father was a soldier then And times were very hard When I was young, when I was young I smoked my first cigarette at
night. So I whipped around to the spot I knew was poppy-in. Parked then we hopped out then hopped in, no problem. Soon as we got in eye brows raised up
the hottest Lil' nigga I think BIG like Christopher Wallace And I (and I) won't stop till my grand kids' grand kids sittin on dollars And I ain't even a father
nerve, all I done for you Ain't got no words for you, just pack your shit and go Find your baby father, 'cause I baby fathe'm not him, I baby no What
it, track for track Dangerous Crew style Ant Banks, let me flip this one more time Ya ready? All you brand new rappers got a new flow You ain't samplin' James Brown
jobs at the office in London Now they feel financially trapped Now are locked with the rats in a dingy old dungeon Take this young father of two Signing
(White America) Erica loves my shit I go to 'TRL' Look how many hugs I get Look at these eyes baby blue baby just like ourself If they were brown Shady
and me hittin' the *** Suckin' on the ***, had the hooker beggin' for the *** And your moms ain't ugly love, my *** got rock quick I guess I was a combination of House of Pain and Bobby Brown
with that candy Thirty inches, whip outstanding [Verse 1] Texaco Cutlass, Burger King Magnum '71 Nova, had it painted platinum Brown and black Charger, just like my father
the young at heart, soon we will be older When we're gonna make it work Too many people living in a secret world While they play mothers and fathers
the young at heart Soon we will be older When we're gonna make it work? Too many people living in a secret world While they play mothers and fathers