all know the fear will soon be leaving And we all know it's gonna be okay One way in and no way out One way in and no way out, no way out Sooner or
Bản dịch: Music. One Way In, No Way Out.
know the fear will soon be leaving And we all know, its gonna be ok One way in, and no way out One way in, and no way out No way out Sooner or later
all know the fear will soon be leaving And we all know, its gonna be ok One way in, and no way out One way in, and no way out No way out Sooner or later
bad There's no way I'm turning back Now the pain is for pleasure, 'cause nothing can measure Love is great, love is fine Out the box, out of line The
to it Do it better than anybody ya ever seen do it Screams from the haters, got a nice ring to it I guess every superhero need his theme music No one
out bring the buyers out and try to box us all together For they buy us out They profit from the event We hanin fliers out We profit from the attempt to hand desires out
when your plans unravel in the sand What would you wish for if you had one chance? So airplane, airplane, sorry I'm late I'm on my way so don't close
skeptic out, I'll make him a believer It wouldn't be the first time I done it throwin' hundreds When I should be throwin' ones, bitch, I run it I know way
a heart attack that day Come to find out the girl was some a twelve-year-old runaway I was arrested, the car was impounded And there was no way for
clubs with B.I., now a nigga V.I. (uh-huh) Rock tons of gold, nuff money I fold Roll the way you wanna roll, break a hundred out the toe Chorus w/ slight
One, one, two Check me out, right here, yo Yo, the sun don't shine forever (You can turn the track up a little bit for me) But as long as it's here then
So we sent two teams to rush both spots Ha, yeah, suited up ready to dumbs out Thumbs out watch the motherfuckin' door With our guns out Hey yo yo hold up, stop the music
' it back to the gutter for you motherfuckers (Niggaz know the deal) Niggaz know who the Don is (Live from Bedford-Stuyvesant, the livest one) Peep game, uhh, what, what Out
dance with me Let's hit my residence, baby it's evident That you been raising hell, I make it heaven sent M-J take you to places that you never went One room, one
you something) Girl you need to be in magazines Wit a crown on your head 'Cause you's a ghetto queen Like bling, bling, bling (Uh come, let me find out) The way
known one day that you'd be gone You should of known one day that I'd be gone You should of known one day that we'd be [Verse One by Carl Thomas] Why
