Testi:
No Turning Back Count On Me

so much together And always climbed back up Whatever happens it doesn't matter Together we can't be stopped. Whenever I'm down I can count on my

believe it 'till you don't get your shit back Yo luckily I lived that Niggas on your team tell you Damm you shouldn't have did that I sit back and observe

hell I ain't balling, cause it ain't your turn You can't see me can't be me, don't make me have to show ya Covered in ice, call me Rocky Balboa nigga

YAYO" Picture me being crack, out of town, trips on the traiN "Cheche, get the YAYO" Picture me being crack (Tony Yayo!) You can SNIFF me, cut me, I'll turn

bags and take the next chance out of town If some voice inside told me That this is what it would be I'd think those thoughts again and surely turn them all around Hold on

the morning Had a rough night Got back from Irving Plaza Thought I'd stop in for a bite Put up with all the druggies Only place open late A little short on

looked for me [Aesop Rock:] Sideways eye on a sinister boundary Peddlin' contemporaries killin' me loudly 99 bottles of beer on the wall timorous Done run akin to the car on

forks steady miss me My renaissance, my brother's light eclipse me My rough callous feet stomping on these city streets Fuck that turn the other cheek

in Timbos hey (I got old Timbos mama, let me, let me, can I hit that?) Oh Lord, look nigga (C'mon mama let me hit that) Get the fuck on out of my face