Eight, nine We couln't change it If we tryed One, two, three, four Goodbye We all said before Our time is here But it never Meant a thing Until
yay We could give them what they want or we could take it away Try luck tonight We could tear it up tonight If you know what it takes to be my man We
madness all about? All this makes me wanna shout You know it makes me wanna shout Throw my hands up and shout What's this madness all about? All this
y'all don't see the castle for the walls And it smiles 'til it falls into piles, so while Everyone thinks that I have it all But it's so empty living
and rant While drinking whiskey although risky 'Cause he'd spill it on his pants It's eighteen seventy-seven And the Democrats would gloat But they're all
nine to five Don't let him down he's got a gun He'll get his way, he'll have his fun All you wannabes don't have what it takes To take a shot at me
we know it, it all begins with Him Life as we know it, it all ends with Him If I was you I would never try to pretend with Him He might spaz and blow it
take us under? Why you wanna take us under? I get the feeling sometime that make me wonder Why you wanna take us under? Why you wanna take us under? Can't nobody take
-nine I had the grind, now I know it was flow Ninety-one we got guns, ninety-two it was dough Nine-three was the key, nine-four was sure Nine-five took
Climb up in it slow, I ain't tryin to hurt you Can you feel me baby? Should I keep it right there? Is it still me baby? Take off your night wear And
Yo, it's the style see it's still the same And when worse comes to worse, I steal the cane Papi know my face so he don't expect it Runnin' from the gutter
, what you got against me? Is it my girl or is it the Bentley? Is it my house or maybe its all three? I just came up and you're all against me Now ask
award show Bank account ten digits and it's all 'O's' I floss the most shit, fuck the most hoes Come on, you can even ask Don Juan It's official now, they all
we gon' make it Tell me who shot Big And take the bullets out of 2Pac's ribs If I could, I would reverse the car, reverse the beef Put it all in a pot
on twenty-two's, that's what long money do Now the Don's on it, Diddy shine on it Tell Flex to run it back and drop a bomb on it Sunday we layin low in
worry at all Niggas will be shook, y'all doin' it heavy She's telling you she might change but you tell her not to She knows that she looks stunning it
it by the rules, took some, left some Once was behind bars, now I'm a All Star I'm florid idol, takin all titles Whole family 'spect it, whole fam connected
it, Pull it, Pull it Yea, yea Pull it, Pull it, Pull it Yea, yea Pull it, Pull it Go ahead and make my day Click clack away You take away my very breath
