Lyrics:
Rush Where S My Thing

(Instrumental)

Translation: Rush. Where's My Thing?.

gonna flip if any one of my men's die We've been fucked somebody told us a Bent lie (What?) Let's get back to the spot in N.Y. Seven glocks P S P O

flip flops Turn on my three-sixty and play some Black Ops Nothin' on TV, so I'm watching iCarly It's days like these where I'm winning like Charlie Mom's

Leavin daddy's little girl pretty linen bloody red What's said in the book of dead is now all forgotten My soul's rotten, still the blood's spilled I

? Why even try? What's the rush Gettin caught up and then it's over. Now im crushed, and I'm crying and there's no shoulder. It plays out so different in my dream. Things

be my rainbow) Now I see through the hurricane's eye As the water rushes over the shoreline The waves are gonna rise and rise Claiming all that is mine CHORUS 3. Inhabit My

tell the truth, we changed things Bringin' somethin' new that's everlasting, I'ma keep it real It's next to nothin', doin' the same thing 'cause less

wide-screen tv's From Jones Beach to over-seas from over there It's right back to the beats, longevity to all the great grand CC's [Havoc] Yo, for my