for long (can't stay dark for long) They say its darkest before the dawn Calms before the storm (c'mon) I'm happy Mason Betha's now preachin the song
of that Hit your broad with a big dick, didn't call her back Relax lil' cat, let the big dog attack Thought it was over for me homie, did you fall for
a lotta But don't get too hot I gotta do my own damn thang just say Ayo, ladi dadi, we up in the party Push up if you wanna, fa sho if you got a lotta
wanted to do was be a winner All I ever ate was hot dogs and chips for dinner I sacrificed so much for my career That's why my eyes shed blood for tears
tracks Let me do my thing I got 16 for this Roscoe thing, but im almost done Let me get back too it, a whole lotta loud and a little backwood A whole lotta
with all that thinkin' you gonna take my place So a lotta niggas in this club popin' bub that's phony Actin' like they got nothin' but love for the homie
scared and i'm tarred I love you so much our love could be a bunch there's a reason for this song there's a reason for this song there's a reason for this song
one's for you, uh-huh, this one's for who? Us, us, us Yes sir Who am I? Petey Pab' motherfucker First to put it down for North Carolina But guess what
on) Meet me in the boy's bathroom (Come on rra) That boy that love to rock Man, I hold more songs then a goddamn jukebox That nigga like 2 Pac, 130 songs
it's like Keith Murray Making millionaires but it ain't no hurry 'Cause we all in it for the long run I won't leave the studio until a song's done And
shit To rap on the mike, turn you out Too short baby without a doubt I gotta change the beat I got a song for every cold player Oh yeah, this here song
Jumped in my ride, headed for the set You know the 'ave, where all the girls sweat Hit the switch, turn my CD on Toni Braxton; another sad love song
up and be one See um', I feel it in my bones when I'm sitting on a throne like a killer with a chrome when I spit another poem, shed a whole lotta like
a mortician Wit the (?) George Clinton Fuck a love song slugs is thrown And I been with it since poppin with the white gloves on Walkin in the function Pickin up the Henn Lookin for
from my love) Sing I love you so (Keep on running, running from my love) Sing so (Keep on running, running from my love) Sing a little song for me (Keep
More crooks and way more killers than y'all Hot with it with goals, tryin to die with over two hundred songs Ready to go like 'Pac did it Niggaz is out for