If you are a dream I've dreamt it This letter I write I've sent it I know anything and everything about you Living here trapped in this d©j vu Well
I don't care, Is there life out there? I've got a feeling, almost deja vu, Such a fear throughout this conversation, We have more to drink, We finish off
sent to prove we a tight (monkey scream) crew I get open smoking suckers, yoking, Hold on, that's Deva-Ju (ahh, thats deja-vu) True [Mixing, then man
One hundred skills if you ever try to fuck me [Chorus] Feet come first, sometimes not the head Some niggas eat, some dont get fed If you live by the
been down this road before, So lonely and cold, It's like something takes over me, Soon as I go home and close the door, Kinda feels like deja vu, I wanna
like an ostrich On some mob shit, no talking, like we resolve shit Stretch a nigga out like an enlarged dick That's one for you, one-two for me I'm hoggin
eBay Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's In the house, put the record on replay [Ghostface Killah] Get your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh
(feat. Deja Vu) [Verse 1] I'ma take you back to day one, livin in this New York slum It's deaf to the dumb, only break bread with some Moms left at
ones the ladies love to touch) Is it true? (Y'all be whylin in the club too much) Is it you... Made Men, Made Men Is it you or is it Deja Vu? Is it you
millimeter Playa haters can feel the flame from my heater I never really liked to play a fool like that But I love to succeed and see foes fall flat... ... splat, like Deja Vu
caught up in some Elm Street Dream And to get the hell out I must wake up by any means But how can a war be one, if no one had a fort Drinkin flamable
know is one day that Babylon will be fallen They welcome me into Jerusalem Eighty niggas highly crucial by Ham I got my .45 by my side Just in case another
got beatings cause the girl loved drama In single parenthood there I stood By the time she was 21, had another one This one's a girl, let's name her
millimeter Playa haters can feel the flame from my heater I never really liked to play a fool like that But I love to succeed and see foes fall flat Splat like Deja Vu
, fuck am I hungover, and god damn i got a head ache. Shit half a vicodin why cant I? 'All systems ready for take off please stand by'. (Chorus Begin
frowns, sell 'em on eBay Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's In the house, put the record on replay Get your nose blowned off by the fifth,
dirt like an ostrich On some mob shit, no talking, like we resolve shit Stretch a nigga out like an enlarged dick That's one for you, one-two for me
sent to prove we a tight (monkey scream) crew I get open smoking suckers, yoking, Hold on, that's Deva-Ju (ahh, thats deja-vu) True *Mixing, then man