it to me Caue we like to play the fight game It shows we still care Cause no matter who I mean Shes will always be there (Chorus 2x) (Murs) The three
[Intro: Murs] Living legends [Murs:] (Yeah) Damn it feels good to see people up on it Not up on the jock just up in the spot Hard up on my rock now I
(feat. Murs) [intro] Creative differences...2000 (and one) Everybody guess WHAT? (what?) [Verse 1] Double-L One for the "Living" and the other for the
Music or Murs Rules the World) Like nobody's business Got these fools confused like, "Man what is this?" I seen him at the open mic with a backpack The next day
like a piece of my mind Give breath over this beat with mic control refined Give ya substance when you have nothin' to hold You can feel this like you're in the front row!!! [Chorus] [Murs
grown showing the way Owing the bay for going astray, now I'm blowing away Like that bag in American Beauty Truly blessed and nothing less [MURS] I'm
[feat. Murs & Ariano] [Chorus: x2] She's my Roller coaster so I hold her tight She says, "Take a ride" So I Hop inside [Verse 1: Murs] She said she
might think that you know me, You know where I'm coming from, You might think everything's all good, But at the end of the day you're all wrong! [Murs
plug in mics And show the mainstream that these thugs ain't tight I'm twice the man that these boys will never be MURS 3: 16 Legendary MC [Speaking: MURS
if you wanted to succeed And what happens to a lie when you livin' it You lose sight of who you are and start forgettin' it So many of us to this day
asked not to leave us in the name of Christ Jesus But he's gone and all I got left is his blood on my sneakers [Hook x2: MURS] It was a year to this day
she let me have my way She kinda turned me out, changed my life I must say Cause I haven't stopped chasin' these bars to this day [Verse 2: MURS] Now
and crips killin' crips That's niggas killin' niggas they play kickball with It ain't as simple as it was way back in '86 Let me give an example of some ol' MURS
[Murs] I stumbled out of bed, hungover, none sober Like the Joe's rushed my body and I was the sole cobra Still a soldier grabbed a soda helped my stomach
[MURS] Alright I'm ready No, you're not ready I'm ready, you're not ready Motherfucker [Indistinguishable singing] [MURS] Now this here's for your spouse
fun to spun on tape Now you wish you would have stuck to drum n' bass But you had to be hard on the blue ball When you never gang banged a day in ya town
All I ask is the open ear and mind of my regimen For the purpose of the session is to make the troubles fade away Lay back and relax and let this music make your day
day So why don't you give him a pink slip Thank him for his time Give him a hug And let him know this is his last day [Chorus] Cause I hate your boyfriend
