after day, a life on the ropes. No use waiting for any hope. You're just a waste of my breath. Hope you dig the flowers I wont send. This time baby,
Day after day, a life on the ropes. No use waiting for any hope. You're just a waste of my breath. Hope you dig the flowers I wont send. This time baby
[Hyde] What is this feeling Of power and drive I've never known ? I feel alive ! Where does this feeling, Of power derive, Making me know Why
you can't touch me, it's ugly, trust me Get it right dawg, we ain't ever left We just, moved in silence and rep to the death (Yeah) It's official, I
it where it needs to be Tuned in to the, P-the-D, please believe I told y'all it's on for life The only bars I ever be behind is the one's I co-write
with Bad Boy Baby, you know it minors won't show it Like in your way, I'll make you feel Baby, you know it minors won't show it All that I do is yours
P. Diddy] Hey yo I'm back by popular demand and shit Niggaz want the crown but can't handle it This rap game's getting scandalous I done lost my best
move around with them pounds and berretas (uh) Yeah faggot, if I want it I'm gon' have it Regardless if it's handed to me or I gotta grab it Don't make
? You gonna cry like a bitch or take it nice and slow? What you gonna do when it's your turn to go? What you gonna do when it's your turn to go? What
is at? Where my niggaz is at? Where the fuck my bitches at? Where my bitches is at? Put your money on the table and get your math on Break it down, split it
for this new world order So I keep it ghetto like sunflower seeds and quarter waters You walk 'em through it, you know, talk 'em through it Know these beads is
it by the rules, took some, left some Once was behind bars, now I'm a All Star I'm florid idol, takin all titles Whole family 'spect it, whole fam connected
mean you can't touch me, it's ugly, trust me Get it right dawg, we ain't ever left We just, moved in silence and rep to the death (Yeah) It's official
has-been Yeah, I said it, has-been Hang it up, flat screen Plasma Hey Nicki, hey Nicki, asthma I got the pumps, it ain't got medicine I got bars, sentencin
nigga come get it I ain't trippin nigga trippin at all Yo, I'm fuckin walkin over weak rapper's downfalls It ain't my fault they fell, it ain't my fault
what that is lunch meat And I know I can be better than this I gotta get me a car, man I gotta get a girl I know I can do it out there, man I'm finna
tossed Bang, bang, bang, 'cause it ain't no thang To put in work and watch your body jerk, it's on It's on motherfucker you goddamn right It's on, my
with my life I was out feelin untouchable, tryna rock grown men I dunno how hes done it but my lawyer is a gee for keepin me outta pen If it wernt for
