Lyrics:
memories all the good times stay in the past
Small kids with a big laugh
Never thought that yours wouldnt last
On the freeway going like ninety
We was just
Hamburger Helper
Nigga you want to take us like desert sketch, I leave you scared
Nigga I got a partna by the name of Chris, that's Redd
People say I got
than what we think
Certain people thing I'm wrong and
Probably think that I'm off, maybe
Because when we talk like this
They make us look like we fuckin'
I'm coming up
Faster than the sun is up
What is what
Demons by my side while we running up
Bunch o' monsters in the street, only some is some of us
the love of your life by day, by day, by day, by night you make me feel like less of a wife
You splashin' cash on multi's and strippers while we got bills
The sun dying on a dusty room
TV lying to me through the gloom
Even remote control
Can't change this mood
Get outta London, while the getting's good
hoppin' outta shorty whip
I'm by the tel, across exxon by the shell
Sense of urgency on the cell
We gon' pick you up, when ya flight land
We in a tight
and love
Speakin' of Bugz, give me a hint from above
If he not you know I wanna be sent when I'm done
Kid outta wedlock so my lady's frontin'
I love 'Em,
us all
Like she's scanning us for infection
I can't help but imagine her
Teeth are sharp and pointy
She gestures for us to sit
And in one sweeping
you ripped that shit
You ripped that shit, kid (killed it)
That was dope, that was dope (way outta control, B)
(It did not sound like Pharoahe)
dropped; and "Illmatic" rocked
Outta every rag drop, and the West had it locked
Everybody doin 'em, I'm still scratchin on the block
Like "Damn; I'ma be
Aye
Smoke a cigar in the day by time it get night I'll be fucking a cuban
They keep up with my life like I'm Jesus hard to believe that I'm really
What is this? What kinda kid plays with something like this? They're so weird looking! What kinda kid would play with something like this? I'd like to be
I'm always out on this road
And sometimes I be slow
Yeah I'm not gonna lie
Sometimes I feel like swerving outta control
Then I realise
The journey
control
I, I
Keep, keep
Having visions from above
I, I
Can't sleep
Yeah, it's outta my control
be like
Shouldn't be like this
Shouldn't be like
Shouldn't
Tattoos and felonies make us enemies
But only in the eyes of the emptiest
Who don't know they self brainwashed by the wealth
Who never had to make it out by
here making us move, but it sure is funky
Oh-la, oh-la, ayy
I think its time to rap, shall we? Surely
Kid 'n Play back rolling strong, dope and def
this land of these crack fiends sheep and moles
See us overthrow the hold of this devil control
And roll deep - (keep it underground for the streets)
I'm
these voices outta my mind
Something's got a hold and it's guiding me
I don't know if the choices are even mine
I can not control what the body
Does, my
the hallway
She sacrifices all she got to feed us
When she was alone she cried by the phone peeping out the window heated
But still I didn't see it, mama hid
Tryna live like Sosa in Dubai
I ain't gotta sell coca to be fly
Got next like a bowtie on a guy
Drove by in a 5 two dimes in the car
Seventy outside,
I got some needs, I need the money like I need to breathe
I need the hunnids, a lotta
Tell that lil' bitch that I'm outta her league, outta her
was
I thought love was secure we had Some kids but that didn't make us For sure
I Never thought that I could grow Outta love
Back then we was much more
ain’t ya kind
That’s like a fish that’s outta water
My news don’t have reporters
It was written I’m the author
Tryna fix my karma
I dont fuck with niggaz
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