.A., Vegas at the end of the day In a fast car, drivin' a fast car, yeah You don't gotta be no billionaire To get a ticket up to the moon We all know
nite store For real, I keeps it ill like a piece of blue steel Pointed at your temple with the intent to kill And end your existence, M E T, ain't no
the freaks and that's a known fact Before I got jacked, I was on the same track Back up back up 'cause it's on N A T E and me, the Warren to the G Just
Just tryin' to find a reason for the constant hate And tryin' to figure out what happened to 'Germaine Propaine' "He couldn't have fell off that hard" Ain't
talk things over a little a while Promise me you won't step out of line [Verse 2] You stood me up and I understand But on the other hand I don't understand
from interstate 45 Its the king of the trenal, keeping the party live So if you think you fly then playa meet me on the moon As a matter fact, don't meet
ain't got the muscle, you ain't got the heart You need actin classes, you can't play the part Yo' mind ain't on money you need to get smart I'm known
great debate's over Don't rush, take it easy, slow down The earth is a space ship spinning round and round We're in it together, we can make it better Don't
floor, ran across, cracks is fallin' My pockets is lean, clean when I vanished off Took off, made track look easy The walkie talkies them D-E-T's had
the celestial, shot through a sexual Terristical, testicle vessel, small as a decimal where I nestle Nine months later, special delivery, the killah p-r-i-e-s-t
in my mind were inseparable your loves takes me high like a catabolt over mountains and moons im invinsible when im lovin you oh CHORUS i can't stop
I clutch my fist I'm pist you missed Apocalypse, I can't resist the bloodyness The mess ain't over on 31st of October, I toldcha The Virgin Mary won't
my life to the paper, very accurately Give you all of my two so maybe you can three Prodigy will forever will S-H-I-N-E My shit attract millions like the moon
when I get crazy, lemme show you something ...You know what that means, it don't mean nothin, haha But it scares you cause people don't be doing that
juniors Ma, you can't swim, well come follow the tuna Full moon, we got girls to moon us No cuddling ma, you won't spoon us Don't spit game, just sell
ya and I can tell by the scent in the air I don't wanna meet ya and I don't care if its the motherfuckin' holidays I ain't gone preach just pose and
But now, it comes clean.. Leaves fall, awaaaaaay... Hip-hop is playing again And it's bangin, toooo.... Know it's bangin, for you... Don't stop this feeling
deal with me Like 3-6, tear the club up Like Pac-Man 'cause I don't give a fuck I'm throwing big bucks, cash everywhere Shawty over here, 40 over there