crime; I only said "hello". But she's too good for me, Speaking with me would be below herself, Can't she tell, that I'm not? No, I'm not afraid Won
; I only said "hello". But she's too good for me, Speaking with me would be below herself, Can't she tell, that I'm not? No, I'm not afraid Won't you
can't let each other know, and so nothing's said. but that's a cop out when you break it all apart and analyze the pieces, the bottom line is truth, what
Beams!) (Niggas!) I logged on to see a c-section, a gross display Sleep never, and Rolaids, deep lessons won't go away I keep pressin' like my phone is afraid
'ma always be makin moves Don't be mad cuz I'm a leader, a Ripper that breaks rules It's a shame what hate's makin individuals do Don't forget the bottom line
don't do no more Places I used to go, don't move me like before Ahh, but it's gonna be rough [Mausberg] From the bottom to the top, top to the bottom
of my league But this white boy aint going back to bottom feed So now I paid my dues I thought it was obvious But still I hear ?Yo, You out of line
turn for the worse And you account has reached rock bottom It was more of less three years later And Max the once rich man Had slipped below the poverty line
Living like a stone in a river, All alone, peaceful at the bottom, While the rest fight not to drown, Sitting while the current of the stream passes
A banker and a farmer discuss the bottom line It ain't rained and all the crops are dying vine Give me more time You gotta give me more time That farm
Made of concrete, there's somethin sweet about that To match your dead man suit and your dead man's hat When it's right I deliver, at the bottom of the
safe Like a homerun in the bottom of the ninth inning And I'm fresh like I'm by Mennen I'm on the clock like five minutes Tryin to get past the line of
Wayne] What is your fucking problem, I'm from the fucking bottom I got a bunch of problems, and can't nothing solve them My room is full of demons, I ain't afraid
ggas!) I logged on to see a c-section, a gross display Sleep never, and Rolaids, deep lessons won?t go away I keep pressin? like my phone is afraid To
even pray no more Cause I done did so much dirt and smoked so much dro I'm afraid God will be like what you calling here for Don't be tying my line up
more. Cause I done did so much dirt, and smoked so much dro, I'm afraid God'll be like what you callin here for, don't be dialing my line asking me
so pretty I get the call from the 315 They're dancing to the rhythm on the south side It's Friday night and I'm feeling alright And that's the bottom line