I did it, I shouldnt have done Shake it off, Im making plans for my revenge Did you think that Id let you win Take it back before you choke On these
get away, get away) I'm on the run with my baby (oh oh ohh) [4x] - Gotta say, been waiting for this day On our way Without leavin' no trace eh eh
cake walk And I love rap records with lots of gun talk It's day time two both pies on waist sides Can't trace, I hop back crimson lake sides I make
The water the water the water saving us from the heat Some things will die in their place Others will leave little trace And fire will come find its day
worth eight figures So young niggaz, boss up I present to you, Rick Ross, the boss I got a letter from the government the other day I opened and read
niggaz to keep the click-ulation flawless fuck all that other bury yo brother leave yo family mad at the fact the Mobb took me under. Verse 4 *(Bart)* Bash 'em other
the home run hitter Never standin' still, it's the up and go getter Huh, you think I'm frontin' then try to get rid of this Beat, we'll demolish in a single day
friend of mine Only thing I qualify for, is murder and Penitentiary time Y'all should of shot me, in the Jimmy instead But I guess they was feeling each other
it down (down) Other times we had to fight and shoot it out of town (town) But we always made it home okay And we still on the road to this day I gotta
Please tell me what is takin' place? 'Cos I can't seem to find a trace Guess it must have got erased somehow Probably 'cos, I always forget Every time
swing set seeing who can swing higher There is a smile on everybody's face, there is no body dying So nobody is crying with the tears with only one single trace
place to be As it is plane to see He is DJ Run and I am DMC Funky fresh from 1983 DJ Jam Master J Inside the place with all the bass He leaves without a trace
sack of bomb and a blunt_i said roll it up. Now im twisted_with a pitch grip on the Alize and two miles away from a hit i met the other day_told her i
a bloody lip Plus any other chicks in my click, you get beat quick With the nice stick wit the wit an icepick There are ways of killin' that will not leave a trace
and wife Now and forever Lovers for life Well, take me to Heaven Take me tonight There is nothing words can say On this our wedding day This our wedding day
neewteb Ecnereffid eht wonk ot suineg a ekat t'nseod ti' Alone, fearing her escape impossible She seeks comfort in the arms of a confidential agent With the trace
There he stood, gun in hand At the door, the day she chose to leave Half of him stood comforting The other half that couldn?t quite believe Believe that
(ian hunter) There goes happiness Down that street Pick me up, put me down again Just when I was on my feet I get stoned every day My best friend he