s two sides. There are two sides to everything, every argument that you have meant to bring. There's two sides to you and me. There are two sides. There are sides
. I'm a spit these verses cause I feel annoyed, And I'm not gonna quit till I fill the void, If I rhyme about home and got descriptive, I'd make Fifty
I'm living now the life I'd die for maybe I might score the top of the list maybe I might fall but I'm ready for this like being offered bullshit this
totally different audience." "I take a precaution that nobody else has not stickered my album, I made TWO versions, two versions two versions.." [Verse
for eternity? See, I remember back in Brooklyn, when I was a child Actin wild, cause that was the stlye But as I grew older, I learned the deal Because
back I'm trying to get some spinners for that brand new Cadillac Ride with me, roll with me, slipping down the runway doing about 450 I'm living the jet
Will I live to see tommorrow, am I fallin off? I hit the weed and then proceed to say fuck all of y'all Ain't nobody down with me I'm thuggin, I can'
you can get with me you won't, I got what I want and gone Nothin more than a fair exchange [Verse Two: 2Pac] Open your legs Got me watchin like
down my guard, I'm faced with it, I'm a ride breakin in gas with the six-eight all day In and out with my pay I'm soon to count the bodies... Verse
one left I'm an outlaw [Chorus] Am I wrong, I wanna get it goin on Last to leave, till I see everybodys gone I'm at the bar you can catch me hands full
' was raw" Outlaw 'til I'm under the floor For Kadafi the Prince I stack dough like I clocked all the bricks With a watch on my wrist dawg, I know
Chours: All] Had No New Shoes And Complained, Till I Met A Man With No Feet, Thought I Had Nobody To Make My House A Home, Till I Saw Family Living On
the law an then dig this cuttie that be breakin me off an I need this so I'm tryin to snatch it all its scratch an fall I'd rather stay on top an ball
n, got em all rewind'n, now they all realize'n We ridin high side [Chorus:] Keep it, on the real (high sided) If you're real with me, I'll be real with
let us mechandise an murderise any an all many will fall. [Verse 5: Bart] It's juss an O.G. call made from the B when I step up, I bet ya Mr. Sick
heaven I hope I make it to heaven [50 Cent] Some say I'm paranoid I say I'm careful how I choose my friends Been to ICU once I ain't going again First
" I'm rolling through your skin cuttin corners in your bones [Verse Two:] I got no concious, killing by the bunches, how can I see with no eyes? The protected people I'm taking em by surprise, I
I said - I take flight, soarin to higher heights I'm so tight that God bless everything I write Plus I stick to your ribs at night I'm like oatmeal,
