I know I said some things I did not mean Now you've packed your bags, please don't leave My apology comes in melody, so will you believe I'll change
We, tasted love, never could get enough But you, changed your mind, without words With your eyes So don't think, your girls aint been talking honey,
into the dark, the places you never thought you'd go. You wonder when, well until then, all the pieces they will come together. It's now or never. So
the game I never knew, bout these loot whores in the game Stealing change, out the back seat of my car Cause they know, Mafio sell big bar In the jug or prescription, or
no secret, it's real deal Walk-The-Walk Girl gon' and shake that sex appeal I'm still here Always gon' be here, never gon' leave Wanna get down with Steve
fool I get Violent like J and then I spray up the room Unfadable, real G's never goin' out So I died, now I'm back, and I blast, and I'm out! Rock N
of these classics or I'ma leave ya with black eyes so big you'll need Kool Moe Dee's glasses Your tracklist has asteriks, next to every song And the asteriks mean
Now the reason I call it... the Industry Shakedown Is cuz alot of niggas have fucked up "Word up, Industry Shakedown" Now what I mean by fucked up is
we, I mean my black community, ya digg. [Chorus:] They don't know, how it feels to hurt so long, cause they never walked in these shoes, and they never
number one, damn this is live Now you can love me or hate me, or just love to hate me Whichever is quite whatever, love me or hate me Just don't come
she says she loves me Treat her gotta cheat her like an everyday bed bunny Like Windex to windows I'm comin' cleaner never streak The Steve is weak another
bolo, she says she loves me Treat her gotta cheat her like an everyday bed bunny Like Windex to windows I'm comin' cleaner never streak The Steve is weak
stay ready for battle Plus most of you ? oh, I mean cattle The catalyst, never rock the mic in vain Energy ain't created or destroyed, it's changed The
I don't mean the club I'm talking bout my crib, mama I'm trying to fuck It's Cash Money Baby, It's Young Money Biatch Now you can swallow that or you
Words by Steven Sagala, Music by Steve Stell and Joe DeGroot.] [Lead: Stell] The illusion in us all - a social parasite Manipulating circumstance or
these gems Clean sweep, cleanliness is Godly Never been afraid of pain, that's just weakness leavin the body War is politics by other means, no more
if your lucky Oh My God (4x) Yo yo that red means stop (stop) but that green means go (go) Streth my mind catch a rhyme like steve percipio but i dont