I can't die tonight Maybe I'll live forever I just can't die tonight Tonight No I can't die tonight So high I'll live forever No I can't die tonight
can't die tonight Oh, tonight No, I can't die tonight So high I'll live forever No, I can't die tonight Can't die tonight No, no not tonight Can't die
die, can't spit it no more All my niggaz that tusslin, get yours All my bitches that's makin money, get yours The world ain't only mine, it's yours And
Shoppin sprees, Gucci purses you purchase A 3-carrot ring thinkin its gon make her change no way Shoulda slowed ya rolls stop to think Ya can't turn a hoe into a
[Break: DJ Jazzy Jeff scratching w/ ad libs] "Mix" [repeated] [solo scratching] [Chorus] [Fresh Prince] Here I go The F-f-f-f-Fresh P-p-p-p-Prince
a nice girl you gotta go to nice places Like church, the library, or shit Go where I'm goin' tonight Go to Hunt's Point boy, Hunt's Point That's where
R-R-Rocket like a missile in space Evil E keeps his 1200s in an anvil case We fly T.W.A.,Pan Am,P.S.A To places close to home,far away L.A.,New York,Detroit
s Dom P and Army in the fridge when you get home) * overlapping R's last line I storm in, she storm out It's like the "War of the Roses" goin on in
it's me Lord I never wanted to be a Thugfather I only wanted to be a son of a father RAHH, that's how it sounds, it's sad Worse than the war in Iraq
It's Dom P and Army in the fridge when you get home) [*overlapping R's last line] I storm in, she storm out It's like the "War of the Roses" goin on
] I ain't tryin to be stuck all in the corner and locked up Tongue-kissin a hoe a nigga know she a doctor Hoe can make a nigga think she a queen She standin
worth You can smoke a little bit of this from the w.s. You doin' it with the d-o-double g, so you can tuck that stress Ohh yes, nigga thats how we does
] yea, man [iTz been oh-wah] once aqain, iTz on [iTz on] [daLe usher ha, canTaLes a Las muJeres ay] y0u kn0w we had 2 do iT aqain ryqhT we had 2
this girl It gwan bring-a bum bum (wha?!) What a bum bum Repeat chorus til fade w/ Kim: Bum bum BI bum bum What a bum bum What a bum bum
just straight parlaying It's a gangsta party it's on me, so nobody's paying So smoke and choke, drink what you want But don't be no roach nigga, pass
