for a Pair Officially announcing this is warfare ?Cuz back in the day my clouds was grey And it seemed like my angels couldn't blow them away But then I sold my first
words my inner circle Fast forward a few years later Now we the fucking winner's circle Remember the first time I was rhyming for Kan' Almost as nervous as the first
You were my first, my last, and my only Ever since you left I've been lonely I can't find no love in my homies You always was true You were my first,
will, they will Today, nobody cares But oh tomorrow, they will, they will [Chorus] They said my future was dark, see me now? Just look around, I'm beaming
Ebony Eyez] [Verse 2 - Ebony Eyez] Louie, done made my purse well, he ain't write this verse some people put they money first, and don't care who they
be the sickest nigga, you can ask the nurse And if you throw it in the bag, I bet I'll snatch her purse OK I spazz, I curse You last, I'm first I'm on
her purse Better put that woman first And you notice she ain?t wearin? her ring When she starts playin? little games Comin? in late from work You better put that woman first
we seein' the world (fly with me) Picadilly Square...to Camden Jazz cafe...walk right in Catch a free show, 'fore we see the world My travelin' girl (Bridge) First first
need to stop it It looks like you got a loaf of bread in your pocket Should have followed you first mind and snatch you first But when I'm drinkin' everybody look
baby you can get up in your zuuunee I'm just tryin to get you to...Relaaax...Relaaax! We at the back door, let's go grab your purse get your phone You
Na, na, nye Ooh, na, na, ooh, na, na Yeah, yeah, yeah N-Dubz, N-Dubz, N-Dubz It's like first things first You'd probably think I'm a chap with good manners
Na Na Naii Oh na na oh na na Yeah yeah yeah N-dubz N-dubz N-dubz Its like first things first, You'd probably think I'm a chap with good manners, Well
the bar Order Hennessy straight up with a straw Adjust my person so my person looks good "Look at her, Look at her, Look at her"--I look good Slip
a lil bit, the game owe me I've been humble since my first hit, but back to baby I'm a rub her on the belly, make her scoot down the couch Look her right
's supposed to look? Get me a fade and a pair of tight pants I get a chance with the girls who wouldn't give me a glance A big funny lookin' hat just
Because you stay with me, maybe, 'cuz you're as crazy as I am 'Cuz when I look at you I can see an angel in your eyes But if I look deeper inside I see
up off coke and smack All I wanted to do was rape the bitch and snatch her purse Now I wanna kill her but so I gotta catch her first Ran threw alleys,
1: Talib Kweli] K. West! Kweli! Got searched on the plane, Arabic first name Disturbed by the fame just like Kurt Cobain Breath of life, kiss of death, my lips pursed