Lyrics:
Score Exchange

. I don't know the score anymore; it's not clear anymore I can't tell right from wrong anymore; I just don't understand. I was sitting here thinking of exchanging

sleazy Like this uptown chick, playin' opposite of easy Delighted, the honey-fly difficult, couldn't knife it Tight Seen the imprint on honey's private Now, she's love sick Ruler Rick, scores

like the aftermath when guns blast Run fast, here comes the verbal assaulta Rhymes runnin' wild like a child in a walker I scored from the inner slums

persona shit Jedi Mind, 2-5 is who I'm polly with When Im tryin to score the third, it's who I holler with Yo hood, its my project, exchange objects Yo

Take back the night we did, "Speed", at four in the mornin' Even take back the day I met ninth in the dorm Y'all can re-write the history to settle the score

In the right moment she feels him teething Burn the pictures of days gone by Trade this moment for passing pleasure End the hour with even scores In

blast Run fast, here comes the verbal assaulta Rhymes runnin wild like a child in a walker I scored from the inner slums abroad And my thoughts are razor

I might as well be a Japanese exchange student Cause' people wouldn't know me, right when I show up But then the thrill wears off, and then I'm alone

Sprewells twirl I want a penthouse view, plus windows to the world And, diamonds and pearls, and hardwood floors An Italian Job, catch a big money score