Without words most of you would still know where I stand because its written across my face and I would rather burn in hell then have you of all people
And it?s on ?til forevermore. Well, baby, on and on, you know we have each other?s back, yo. Baby got them looks so deadly and every time I think about
nothin' [Diddy] G-Dep [G-Dep] Check, I wanna fuck on the first night Word up boo [Diddy] G-Dep [G-Dep] And that's just me, I don't know Word up, you been
it's hard to believe that Christ died to save us, rich kids to street cats We live and preach that Word homie, read that Today we do rep Him and use records
Hey! After, 1, 000 years in the west and the church is Get'n bigger daily without understanding worship. (say what?) Some regenerated but a lot ain't saved. You walk outside and
comes to the phone book Jersey them niggas they think I'm crazy and creepy And as we speak they tryin to find me a therapist Rapid fire I clap and hire
works now are worthless without faith And, only Jesus Christ can truly free Pimp C Even if he get up out of prison dawg he still ain't free So remember without
Well thinking I could get there with an exclamation But all of my first attempts to make it were clouded by hesitation Had to sit down and think Find
m coming after you, with a loaded gun regret and pride go side and side like win and won and eating at Kenny Rogers' Roasters with out you just ain't as fun and
you live a life of the rich and famous To me it's the life of the weak and nameless Rappers get roasted, toasted, barbecued Lyrics explode and blown
the joint wearin' '86 numbers damm Dog, you been in here that long? you could think that, but say that and yo' ass is dead wrong a convo is only three words
-I suppose you're programmed for etiquette and protocol. -Protocol? Why, it's my primary function My rap tone cracks domes and backbones Shamus known
on and on And now it feels so fine to see you breaking down girl To see you falling further down from here She shakes as she turns around With big tears and
and a rap an' attack your jaw Summertime, ladies at the bus stop When I roll without the drop, they yellin' "Shimmy shimmy, Coco Pop" Ill with the slurs, what? And
don't think you had one any way now i'm older, opinionated and i'm strong so shut your mouth and listen to this song your way of thinking is fucking wrong
went wrong Raw and 'em, bet Flex and Clue and 'em blast this song Roll the ganja up, light it and pass it along It's A.G. and sheishty niggaz ain't permitted
that's what I'm telling ya Give me your number and I'll probably call you up on my cellular At night we spoke for hours and hours and hours and hours