both gone lose Best believe me We're in the trenches (woo) Let's climb on out (let's climb on out) Cause our relationship is in doubt Give me my orders And
paycheck Promised to be down and you ain't never seen that day yet You fuckin wit niggas that who coast ho's Pointin fingers and slick tricks and broke
in your mix So for them Jordan kicks got me out here throwing sticks Out for the gusto, cream, mo platnium thangs Mo fat rings and pick these ghetto celeb
t think he's hiding in the backroom He knows with a wave of his hand [On my way] you'll be out and I [On my way] I'll be on my way [On my way] back where
be my main question But then I looked and all that I was searchin for was present And now I'm out and out on and on the road we play Soundin off like
life in danger, do you ever really think that it will stop, all the muggings and the bullys and wepons i think not. [Freek] I can sit and write lyrics
my friendslist and then after that Ill be famous and everyone I know will tell me that Im changing and then my cell phone will never stop ringing and
friends list and then after that Ill be famous and everyone I know will tell me that Im changing and then my cell phone will never stop ringing and Ill
my friends list And then after that I'll be famous And everyone I know will tell me that I'm changing And then my cell phone will never stop ringing And
-flashing and the thunder's a-crashin' And the windows are rattlin' and breakin' and the roof tops a-shakin' And yer whole world's a-slammin' and bangin' And
off off, hold it near. And scream. Into darkened streets we pour, so easy to ignore. Gotta speak in kind to blood, bombs, and bottom lines. And that's
puzzle, And every second im out on the hustle, I sit and I guzzle, hopin reality would pass me by, right on by, And I?m not gonna sit and lie, half of
out, (we turn it out) The thugs is in the house, (we in duh house) We can't be stopped, and we turn it out, (out out out) [Wish] You know and I know
stop pop pop put him in the mud nigga and your body rot Top closing down on your caskets wanna make these bastards think we got mercy Putting in work
out my friends and they knew that I was gone. I was labeled as facies said I needed therapy, in and outa schools for drug abuses and vulgarities. Been