' for odd jobs It's hard livin' like God in a world full of Bobs John Doe's and Jacks, Joe's and Mary Mack's I guess Babylon wasn't made for blacks now
's new one? Static I love Tupac's new record, ?Static? Right but don't you feel like that creates, ?Static? A tension between East and West? Static He's
the curtains; Biggie! [Chorus] [Verse 3 - The Game] Layin' in this hospital bed with bronchitis, I can't talk Walked myself in and all of a sudden I can't walk IV's
is comin soon The angel's feedin me cereal with a silver spoon My heir line is Craig Smith Airlines A ride from Kansas City to L.A. is as long as a fan
on my cell phone But my bitches, try to take my fly bitches I ain't just trippin', I can't trust niggas who ain't us? Bringin' niggas who can't bust
Mama Rose got da flavour, Lady T got da flavour, All My Ladies got da flavour. L-O-V-E what more can i give u baby? love is all you ever really need
so I had to ride sick ride dirty on the T.I Tip Three well motion always make the ride Tip It's all eyes on me and my bitch Even L.A cops was on
on the positive P O S I T I V I T Y P O S I T I V I T Y We're currently located over the Los Angeles scene While you see a lot of niggas perpetrating
goner Word, life, I'll be the infamous Who leaks the witnesses, crack's the wickedest Run up in your crib, blast your kids Ain't no myth in this, shit's
it ya lo Rompe, rompe, rompe, break it down Let'sss gooo Who's this, who who who's this You know who's this, Da-ddy (you know) Yan-kee Ohh ohh
man. Let's get in the squad and shoot over there real fast." "Yo, man, don't shit surprise me at this point, dog. These bitches ain't shit, man." "
B-C-D E-F-G-H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O-P Q-R-S-T, U to the V Man that's the end, S-P to the M X to the Y and finally the Z Fin to go um, just ride in the wind
scene Gangsta boys bigga's lit ridin' out talkin' shit Nigga where you wanna go? You know the club don't close 'til four Let's party 'til we can't no
that's on fiiya You sittin in the church wit Reverend Charlie Murphy and I'ma bring it to ya wit brother F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S Fabolous [Fab:] Preach, Brother
's rollin' cold, I didn't stop but tried to smoke Container's open, Funny's smokin', I think I'm chokin', it's time to go, oh This midnight tale, let's
Ain't got a clue here What's going on inside your stupid head L O S E R Ain't gonna work Gonna get you far L O S E R lose Now at thirteen, how bad could
no tears to fall from none of y'all Just remember it all, the beauty as well as the flaws L-O-V-E L-I-F-E Here lies Sean, finally free And as I look across