could you not love this guy? [Rodel?] Could we get any older? [Get any older?] I think that we can die right now Underneath the cool facade, We?re still real odd We
killers A young girl marries an older man With more money than you can understand He smouthers her with pearls and jewellery And they both seemed as happy as they could
comin' back to 'em Everybody reaps what they sows, that's how it goes Innocent lives will be taken, it may get worse but we'll get through it Y'all,
When I was in the sixth grade, these niggas was bitch made They was thinking science, I was thinking get paid I always kept a plan to get doe Like selling
you carrying arms We don't shoot at motherfuckers, we done flipped the script to carrying bombs I can end it for niggas out here who's hard in the booth Any
doggin' me bad It was my fault you know I couldn't even get mad I had to grab the pen and pad and get right back Write some more poems to ya ass and get
Girl, if I didn't have a plan, could I be your man still? And if you couldn't watch cable, would you able to understand? And if I couldn't buy you diamond
-T, and all the rest All that money we makin' don't fault the West 'Cause we ain't the ones who created rap But when we made the shit, we made it fat
not ever get his pride back Now you could shoot it in yo' veins or shoot it up straight to yo' brain You could smoke it out a bowl or get a blunt and
if we got our eyes on you, we'll catch you while you snooze, times elapsing while your catching Z's, the masses like to move we scan the situation, analyse
Pick up quasars inside the radar As we're going far past any astronaut Moving so fast in this aircraft Everything we pass get hot, from the take-off The
Rights is counterfeit Now it's been written that all men are equal but then it's legal When they beat us and treat us as if we're different people We
go, you could let your dough show Put your money on the table We could battle on cable Y'all hot dog niggaz get nathans Fuck around with Jason, that
9, number 9, number 9 Number 9 So the wife called me and we'd better go to see a surgeon to price it Yellow underclothes So, any road, we went to see
? Santana, Freaky, they gonna be mad this time, huh? Aiyyo I got my man Kay Slay up in the house Harlem, you know what it is, what's good? You know how we get
friend that know a friend That could get him on the phone for a fee, a quick ten The next victim, we both could hit 'em Catch him while he sleepin',
you go and get a glass of water by yourself You can show us that you're older than you are Show us that you're older The Sandman's gonna get you Well
could go to hell Gonna make her my bride Even though we on the same side Our lips gonna collide When we walk down the aisle Gonna get with a woman And
