done [B Stone] After we shake hands, we're no longer friends From the time the bell ring, until the round ends I'm wanna move up, from amateur to pro
can't fight the pain It's so hard not to hate, but you grow up in a way [Jay-Z] I think you misunderstood me the first time.. Listen - that was my hurt
(feat. T-Pain) [T-Pain] (Upside down) (Yea) (Upside down) (Yea) [Bei Maejor] ALL Star (yea) I brought A LOT OF SPECIAL FRIENDS NAPPY Boy! [T-Pain] let
mill lil' ma, but I got some change I'm so fresh, so motherfucking clean Make the scene, look like it done goggled some Listerine This all the time,
Better stash you some cash, for a rainy day mayn Cause only God knows, what tomorrow bring Better listen, I'm trying to stop a lot of sorrow and pain
ain't having that I'm about them paper stacks, a hundred thousand yeah they got us a mill The next year around this time, we'll be carrying a bill Come
this could be me I guess you never do until it's happening to you Like all the fun turns into shame And all the "could have beens" rearrange So little time
raggy, quite import in my garage I swear on every ounce of blood in my mama's veins that I walk these dogs across this country twice to stop the pain
snow for the first time Rhymes of a sort, that distort space and time It's like explainin color to a man that was born blind Chorus: Product [Pro] Crimes
seven and I merk a cipher crew, live from the avenue, disperse the life, get it right, man a burst 2nite, we spit flame man a merging right, we drip pain
watch me test my burner on a horse Hom-i-ci-dal, I used the vital when I step to suck-a-cidal It all balls down to my recital No time to waste, fill the
afraid to be themselves these days Originality's the key But I'm the only one that's got it on his keychain D. Swain for mayor, stick T-Pain for paper
trademark Beam my shinin light on all those who stay dark In the mind, searchin, seekin you'll find what's been right, in front of your face all the time
ever had I say you the fuckin best [Verse 2: Drake] (Sex, Love, Pain) baby, I be on that Tank shit Buzz so big, I coul pro'lly sell a blank disc When
(feat. Lamajic) [Intro - Fat Joe] - *Lamajic talks & harmonizes in background* Yeah, it's time baby It's time to speak the truth, maturity Huh, niggas
get gwop Saying how long will it take for you to break through Learn that perfection takes time, so take full Pain doing logic, now we into Pro Tools
pro - hell no, you must be on alcohol So keep your distance before you get your head flown For tryin to touch a microphone when you shoulda known Better, it's time