you ice cream Speadin my love girl, you're under my wings One of these days I'ma just go home and follow that flow to the end of the track World ain'
' naughty I like the go-go girl, go 'head work it shorty I got no time to trick, on the average girl I'm in paradise, caught up, in the booty world And
livin' in the last days crime pays, doing broads can get you AIDS, gotta wear a strap these days All the time I stay high, trying to fight my stress jealous fool of the world
knife all this pain in my heart Deep down though still wishin' we could restart For a second I was on top swore I had the cream Rude awakeing nothin'
nothing changed as like time is cycle [AZ] Yo, wake up to the world stay in charge of your dream Keep your vision focus get wise and large your cream
yourself what leg you wanna lose 'cause you gon' lose I cripple niggas, from the complex to simple niggas Keep showin y'all what difficult is Half the world
like the tag on my shirt, I'll have these rappers easing back, rhyme with a swagger, Feed your girl aphrodisiacs and hide your viagra, If pain was diabetes
for anything I stand for Cream Team, see we plan our dreams Shit ain't a game, we don't run game, we run businesses Watch us shine and watch the world
to you like, yeah, you know another one of those, Flavorishis, mackadoshis, sour cream and onion type flavor. Redman: I rule the world like kurtis blow
everything you're begging for. Hey! Is somebody out there? Somebody tell me there's some living in this crazy world Hey! Somebody somewhere! Can you feel the cold and emptiness in this crazy world
he slowly dies to the shame and pain we close our eyes and pass by but the end is near and we know it's his world that we fear now he's back again,
take a chance to be free Gonna be the future for me Running with the danger So follow me Here I am Living in a world full of pain All I want to do is
' to form against mines, you musta just been born Secluded on a distant farm, this is the real world Where niggaz get shot and shanked, where there's tremendous pain
my butt, cold sittin' on top of the world And I'm feelin', touch the ceilin' You say, I smile 'cause I'm on top of the pie But yo, the cream can only
mean lot of macoronis here check it out for all the tenderonis ah ha ha like chatchy and joni Verse 1: lights camera action the hip-hop attraction Fresh Priggy John
too Team was the wildest crew, I seen what a dollar do Broke nights fiend for a pot of food Lean on the block rude, cream got 'em popping tools And
price to pay I still feel the pain I remember when Things were so different then But I'll remain ya friend 'Til we meet again It's a Cold World kid,