No way out} How could this happen? The show was lousy and long, we did everything wrong Where did we go right? Christmas came early to Broadway this
ain't been to MIA I heard that Cali never rains and New York heart awaits First let's see the West End, I'll show you all my best friends I'm likin' this
to find the dopest route I prefer MapQuest, that's a good one too Google maps is the best, true that, double true Yo, sixty eight to Broadway, step
same nigga that was talkin shit at the club dawg, watch out... [Verse 1-Layzie Bone] When I am yeah Im' grindin baby gettin down with the best of them
die It's only a matter of time, the clock tickin' It was 1986 and I was twelve years old That's right around the time when crack came out It was the best
tall ones, big bitches drove my car down broadway, big switches been through Queens with 50 and Lambourghins drove through texas in a brand new lexus G.S shit, the best
let me be misunderstood, don't (Tryna get to their dream, yeah) He stood on the corner with the rest of them Though he knew that this corner wasn't the best
never rusty Uh-uh, but if you wanna play, this is what you gonna say That I got the best D, he could hit it all day Something like a rising star that's on Broadway
resolve shit Stretch a nigga out like an enlarged dick That's one for you, one-two for me I'm hoggin' and shit, y'all muthafuckas best to be easy [Interlude
my diamond chain is (Bright) As them Las Vegas lights It be the same in California when I'm ridin' at night In New York, I be in Midtown, up and down Broadway
a man runnin' with a gun in the vest It feel good with my son on my chest I wanna quit but I?m one of the best Fuck around, I might run to the west Lay
It's that motherfuckin' nigga named Shyne What's my motherfuckin' name? Put a bullet in your brain Leave your shirt stained, guns and cocaine It's the best
It's that motherfuckin nigga named Shyne What's my motherfuckin name? Put a bullet in your brain Leave your shirt stained, guns and cocaine It's the best
grab your Metro card Get rid of your ego, meet me down in Chinatown The classic Lincoln, respect the K when he speakin I sleep in limos and headline shows at the Beacon Broadway
, "Cam, yo I thought you're in school" Nah, I'm about to go back, huh, they know that I'm lyin' See me on Broadway, know when I'm buyin' Niggas gettin
sure that the coast was clear So, I could boost us some muthafucking clothes to wear Had to hustle 'cause them food stamps just wasn't enough Upstate back to Broadway