m living out every dream that i never thought could be oh how i hate the breaklights shining down on me a comfortable silence is all that i need to make
me have this chance to say what i feel i'll bring you down with the blink of an eye just who exactly do you think you are to judge somehow you make
This year, i fear that i'll be swept away, gone from here you see my plea for this sunken diplomacy i miss those talks and fights that kept us up all
tales from before broken glass and writing on the walls it's just a shame it had to go one more night of ecstasy we're tearing it down for all to
you wasting away outside in the street the only thing that ever kept us close was your ever so elegant smile and the way that you talk me down take
down as the boy you should call the boy you should call so what do we do now this void is getting bigger by the minute, it won't slow down i haven
command and control of course that's what i can tell from you, of course that's what i perceive from you, it's true roll the dice, make it count, that
have this chance to say what i feel i'll bring you down with the blink of an eye just who exactly do you think you are to judge somehow you make the
-ly I smoke a joint and hit the mic the rest is history Aceyalone, but you can call me Acey I'm a real O.G. like Count Basie Hook up the recipe so nice
gray slipping I'm on punishment can't even slide to their house Party where all the honey went down Cartoon network, mtv, bit, and tv jams, vh1 history ... working for
Team, work together This is the last chance to make our mark History will know who we are This is the last time to make it count, It's Now or Never! Yeah
foot leave a track We often gotta look for the path These problems, are the good ones to have [Slug: Verse 2] Nobody wanna go to work For some older
too many rats and that bitch for you to tally Now I'm moving on up It's my timing, coming up short, Not for long, I'm steady climbin' [Esham:] Climbin
since your telling on me Tell the World bout me Ask your girl about me, she probably tell you Put it down, put it down You know how I put it down, put it down
20-somethin, age 20-somethin Try to count the millions I done made 20-somethin?... No homo [Hook:] I go hard It's goin down get ready for the show I
in your hands It ain't the way that you planned it But what's in a plan But mistakes and let downs Comin' up short and sit downs You fall for it when
for sale, niggas got game for sale Nobody knows Niggas got game for sale, niggas got game for sale Shit nobody knows, knows, knows Niggas got game for
