High above the rest And you'll never have the need for love All I need to know Is how much is too much? I love your smile, I love your scent And how
remove the veil from in front of me Suddenly, truly, there is too much to see The Law of Attraction is attracted to me The Laws of Poetry in action is
safe approach for living. We each know our own fate. We know from our youth how to be treated, how we'll be received, how we shall end. These things
about the positive When topics of our songs were socially provocative Racism was targeted as something to discard but it Seems today hatred is the way hip-hop is marketed Too
Still unseen, and since you still looking We're gonna bring it [Danja Mowf] Yo, the mistake that is made many times that which aches in my mind Is when
I'm Proud to death that you a part of the fam It be a privilege you associated wit us I hope you in a good place where life is love P.S. keep lookin over
, all you got to brag about is a couple, bitches is spittin wimps You wouldn't have a deal if it wasn't no Big I did 106 & Park with no vid How he get
battlin But theres way too much at stake for me to be fake There's too much on my plate And I came way too far in this game to turn and walk away And
your warned, Apocolypse Now, when I'm done, ya gone! Haven't you ever heard of a MC-murderer? This is the death penalty,and I'm servin' a death wish,
haters) Freedom of speech (They goin' against society I don't understand the music, it's too loud) Outlawz! (It' too loud, it's too rowdy, it's too violent
too much Turbulence Ain't pushing keys Crushing trees or popping E Minus Christ no matter how your placed your sideways Daddy like PS3 I know the fox is
teh dark and I'm seeing my breath Trying to make it home without freezing to death And my grandfather's face is stuck in my mind mind and how Seeing
goin under I never thought I lived to see us chill Crips and Bloods holdin hands, the shit is ill But I love it, I can't help it Too much death on the
, bounce, bounce back I'm bout to bounce back, bounce, bounce back [Verse 1 (Juvenile)] Look, Look, You ever had corns from squeezing a Mac too much ?
t want no girl wit no flat chest How 'bout the one wit the ?pack less? I tickle you laugh, but I just got the math Over on Park Ave, off the concourse
the point, where a hard look, left a punks face swollen Brothaz scared when I pass thru They just don't know, I'm scared of they ass too So how could
Ha how you love that After all I did for ya Is love too much toask fo Some do give a little bit But shit I need much mo [Chorus: Heather Nicole] Just
on my death, got the memory nigga How could you not remember me, nigga? Top of the city like wheel pin, Bentley wheeling Made you park your wheels in
