And whether you want it Or whether you hate it And try to battle it out Someday you may just come to discover It was all for the best The change has come
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Can you tell me where my country lies? Said the unifaun to his true love's eyes It lies with me, cried the Queen of Maybe For her merchandise, he traded
Cool as ice yet brittle as glass A nervous wreck with a sweet facade You're breaking up You're breaking up now baby You're breaking up your life Into
Can you tell me where my country lies, Cried the unifaun to his true loves eyes, It lies with me, cried the queen of maybe, For her merchandise
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Yeah, back by popular demand, it's about to get Godly Yeah, hold it now C'mon, c'mon, yeah Huh, c'mon, c'mon, yeah, huh Bear witness on the way we stay
Yea, I know it's kinda cold outside, Bring your nasty ass inside Play yourself a dark corner mafucker, yea Come on, can't stop, won't stop, rockin' for
rise, everybody rise Almafon Boroughs, Brooklyn, Queens, Yorksman Hatinstaton alley niggas, come on Haa, yea, everybody rise, come on Everybody rise again, rise wit me mufuckas As, I welcome you all to the genesis
Roll wit a nigga, put on some roller skates Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah come on Hot shit, more, more, more, more, more, more We gon
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah Turn my music up, turn my music up Truck shit now, truck shit now Truck shit now, truck shit now Turn my music up, turn my music
Yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Jah and Busta-Bus Jaheim and Busta baby Jah and Busta baby, oh Yeah, wife in law, my
Yeah, I though all y'all was goin' Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah We're gonna take y'all on a little ride and shit You mean now, now, now, yeah We gonna sail in
[People talking] [Hook: Kokane] Likes to go, eventual Lead you home, come inside Why you got your ass on your shoulders Now, tryin' to spit at a bitch
Yo me and my niggas and my clique be getting mad cream Balling the club, now I'm drunk having a bad dream This mothafucker tried to greet me with wealth
Greatness, yeah, yeah Aiyo, turn the beat up a little bit louder Truck Volume Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah We bout to play a lil' game, match the name with
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