Oh, now I'm walking back to our place Which is soon to be your place Watching my feet, they're as stubborn as concrete I'm knee deep in the jumble of
I heard a voice through the discord Of a deluge of passers-by And I saw one gaze frozen in time Watching me passing by And I swear I'll know your face
In the blink of an eye, sparks fly and fires die Some things weren't meant to last. No you won't be the first to break that heart of hers, and you won
I tried so hard to be good. I really did; to keep my comments inaudible, to smooth the curl of distain from my lips and nostrils. I can't really help
[Incomprehensible] I'll come running for my life Scramble through these greasy pathways I can't look up for fear of forwards I hear your words reverberate
no case Just Hawaiian shirts, hangin' with little Chase You a fan, a phony, a fake, a pussy, a Stan I still whip your ass, you thirty-six in a karate class You Tae-bo
! I feel you creeping, I can see it from my shadow Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo Maybe go to my place and just kick it like Tae Bo And possibly
[J.Cole] They say anythings possible, you gotta dream like you never seen obstacles chasing obscene profits so we ain?t stopping for the red lights look
uestion/Ahmir Thompson] Mr. Dorsey, a.k.a. [PP/Jamal Dorsey] Pazi Plant, The Soul Plant [?uestion/Ahmir Thompson] Mr. Armstead, a.k.a. [Bo/Conway Armstead] Bo
, that's his hard time Jack B. Nimble was nimble, and he was quick But Jam Master cut faster, Jack's on Jay's dick Now little Bo Peep cold lost her sheep
muchacho Cock slowly the deracho There go that long acho My shit is jammed For you planned Body's wounded badly Move quickly before they bag me Being chased
me while I chase this mail Tormented Rollers try to get it not the jingle but the fold up Stackin' papers and the coppers can't control us Chasin' relish
the life of a hustler No sleep all night for a hustler, buster An' if your coke weak, cut it with Bo Peep I swear fiends'll chase that high for four
Bo-bby, Bo-bby, Bo-bby Bo-bby Bo-bby, Bo-bby, Bo-bby Bo-bby, Bo-bby, Bo-bby, Bo-bby Yo, Bobby Yo, yo, RZA Bobby Yo, yo, RZA Bobby B-Bobby, yo Hit the
The three little pigs have done built up their homes And the wolf has been chased from the door And little Bo Peep has done found all her sheep And now
city / If you know where to go / If u know where to go. Eso: Boombox on blast, blazed in a kombi / I walk what i talk and its shaking the concrete / Chase
bundle on the cross because I'm spiritual I can never pass a physical, I stay high High as the voice of Akon And make mine a straight with no chase Hold
