save me Now I?m going through changes, changes I'm blind and shaking, bound and breaking I hope I make it through all these changes Now I?m going through changes, changes
't broke yet but he's sho' nuff bendin' Well, I'm three weeks late on my credit card payment The lady on the phone said she wants to make arrangements "Put a little down
s sho' nuff bendin' [Verse 1 - Cowboy Troy] Well, I'm three weeks late on my credit card payment The lady on the phone said she wants to make arrangements "Put a little down
somebody would, I make somebody bleed I cut somebody like three dollars worth of Limburg cheese I lay somebody down, I probably have to do or die Won't nothin' change
damage was already done Down on Hell's Half Acre Shakin' with fever Rumble in the jungle Down on Hell's Half Acre Down on Hell's Half Acre Walking
foul or ejected Lyrics was selected beyond my control, last door on the totem pole Pockets swoll from tape residue, last interview and went in daytime It's made a promise to let down
(Intro) One, two, Bone is coming for you Three, four, better lock the doors Five, six, better load your clips Seven, eight, we're gonna test your fate
U G) Don't let the snakes ever short you for ya change Nigga, let 'em know how much you want it Nigga 1993, hooked up with Eazy E 1994, rushin' through the door
a lot Puttin down with rap-a-lot You'll die, can't fuck with us So when you say it, you'll a lie You'll try and get shut down From texas all the way
Keep picturin' grams tuckin' me in Breakin' me out of her change purse Slash teacher, slash preacher, slash changed nurse One woman, ten boys, seven daughters Three
[Kanye West] Uh, Good music, this our year backing drums by DJ Premier now let me count it down, who the f-ck up in here Common, Don, Old G, battle rap
all good I wanna tell y'all three man I love y'all like y'all love me But if y'all know what we talkin? bout Fizz holla at ya boy For the first three
in the spot and I already picked one My idea for the night is to get one Or two, or three, five, six, seven if you leave it up to me I'm down to get down
'em with a dart like Cupid Until they got love for my music Star Wars I'm Han Solo, with three egoes And three charges, I got to "See-three-P.O.'s"
Come over baby, come over here, sit down sit down I need to talk to you for a second baby Umm, I really been, kickin a few things around baby And I wanna
business, I ain't changed As long as I'm in it, I'm stayin the same Ghetto star, feelin the pavement I'm always down to earth, tryin to get paid bitch
I lost track of days, I found thousands of ways But how to quit you, nobody knows So leave me, you're free It's three flights down to happiness Be sure you close the door
