it? Its 10 30 Oh yeah I forgot tonight, I'm working the graveyard (Chorus) I know my man is moving things 9 to 5 baby, I got a job baby. I hope one day
is the work, gettin paid the play Cause I'm (Coolin in Cali) (Coolin in Cali) [VERSE 2: Bret E.B.] Want some of this, well, I have no crew You wanna
x2] [Verse Three] So as you, analyze me, I paralyze you So what'chu gonna do when the one man wreckin crew steps up, I'm +Energizing+, +Everready+ I
] Yeah ahh here we go come on Grand Central, Grand Central "You ready?" Grand Central come on ahh, yeah [Verse 1: Diamond D] Yeah yeah yeah I'm like
We got all the elements comin together on this track right here Earth Water Fire Wind [VERSE 1] I peeped your whole style, low profile I know now why
footsteps to follow, I've been steppin Mind stressin tryin to find a record crime shreddin Time precious, I ain't have rest since nine eleven I live fast
?) Hell motherfuckin yeah I'll accept, J-Ro? What's goin on? Whattup J? Shit, look Why do every move I make I feel like everybody's watchin us I see
blessing so let me speak and teach a lesson I run deep and freak on streets, I keep 'em guessin' I'm flexin' when I hit the Hennessy Then I see the enemy
?) But I'm not allowed I'm trying to beat the clock now So I'm out, right after I rock this crowd It goes: ola ola olaaa (yeah) Ola ola olaaa (2x) It
my apartment I catch fits for starting shit I'm smart with it, I give it that special touch when I push it Cause I'm also a label rep, and I can't allow
right to even come within a 100 yards of this mic But here I am, breathe deep, count to ten Keep the beat, locate the loose screws so I can pound it
So corny MC?s take a hike Before I ignite wit the dynamite And blow your crew away just like McVey I get you, and hit you wit the Parkside militia I gets
doe, get low, live life, get nice, rock ice, buy cars, buy bikes take trips, live rich, eat good, get dips, stay hood, stack chips thats sick.(2X) Verse 2
I'm bout mine Hope you got your's, cause I got mine Now is you bout yours, because I'm bout mine I hope you got your's, because I got mine Now we could
wall brain spilla Grave filla Who me untamed gorilla I be thugged out Dead bodies drugged out Throw the slugs out Love don't live here anymore I atillery
I speak to you, not at you to attack you Maybe when I'm through with this rhyme I'll get a statue So now I ax you or tell you people literally
my ladies get their money (yeah) Cuz these niggaz want their honey (uh-huh) If you want it keep it comin (yeah) Come on (Come on) Come on (Come on) [Hook x2