't care if there's a time or a place, I'll be right there Didn't anyone tell you? I don't care if there's a will there's a way for me Dear blank, I'm
drinks, in these tears For the days we believed we could fly Call up your brothers and sisters and friends We'll go back to the place where the night
a course through your home, bustin' a U Screaming at the top of my lungs, "You fucking with who?" Picture me not being that hustler dude Picture the Benz, a
a little more, I gotta eat a little mo' My seed gotta grow I got a reason to flow, a reason to show What I mean is I go off like a champ, when I cling
wanna rip my arms out the socket, fucking heathens Love to see a nigga stop breathing I heard a voice sing out, "Ain't you Sean Puffy Combs? Here's your
Boys Heh, I'm 'bout to do Santa Dimengo on a horse named Bingo A fugitive lookin' for puff switchin' my lingo Stayin' at a hotel called the Pink Flamingo Callin' up MC from a
ghetto boys Livin' in these ghetto streets, these ghetto streets And everyday they gotta fight to stay alive It's just reality, yeah Yeah, make you a deal, check These here
Yeah, welcome to Atlanta, jackin' hammers and vogues Back to the mackin' and jackin' the clothes, adolescent packin' a fo' A knock on the do', who is
nigga comes through With another one of them fucking ill ones Busta Rhymes in the place to be, Flipmode Squad Y'all motherfuckers keep it right here
you Knocking out a nigga's tooth Full speed ahead like we running a toll booth Produce more flavor than Very Fine juice Call a truce Before me and
shit Two n a baby, that bird shit Momma calls, she want a new place Homeboy just caught a new case Need rooms just bought a new safe Audemar just got a
until they call the cops 'Cause my job's got me goin' nowhere So I ain't got a thing to lose Take me to a place where I don't care This is me and my
and you in the place girl feel like i'm in a movie baby i'm like oowee baby oh like waterfalls your hair falls down to your waist can i get a taste girl
That's the way love goes Well, it change you inside out And then it flows To the places unfamiliar, yeah Let me tell, I'm hot for you You're so hot for
my best friend Dave I've known him since we were kids at school Last night he had a few shots Got in a tight spot, hustlin' a game of pool With a couple
streets to a player is the place to be Gotta knot in my pocket weighin' at least a grand Gold on my neck my pistols close at hand I'm a self-made monster
re seeing a true friend in me We were meant to be Dear homie, you used to call me O.G Now ya really gotta look up to me 'Cos the place I'm at, is way
the damn police Called up my friend Joe, a roof job pro 459 on his mind car stereos He said the spot was sleep, he cased the joint a week 3 a.m. on the