Tekster:
Forgotten The We Gotta Know

the reaction we gotta know it dont matter if its satan or buddah we got to know there just has to be a reason behind a decision we gotta know we aint

Yankee can You should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though But I got a gang of niggas walking with my clique, though Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we

shit All the muthfuckas out there down with us You know what I'm sayin? We're rollin strong All the busters out there that got some static to say We'

i mean on some real shit, i'll give this shit to you, if you want it nigga really. . .all you gotta say is "Tip we miss you dawg", Tip "we wanna hear

you know how it is I saw the shorty she was checkin' up on me From the game she was spittin' in my ear You would think that she knew me So we decided

from(Alabama we up in here G) Why don't you get on the mic for the symphony... (Attitude) Ok, ****(not understandable) Never mediocre Plenty bread so you know I gotta

I gotta change the station that I have 'cause all I hear is you It just keeps reminding me Of all the things we used to do And I know that I should turn

of the nation We are we are (We are we are) The youth of the nation We are we are (We are we are) Youth of the nation We are we are (We are we are)

Cause I talk about you 24/7 But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one does She don't know what it was like? For people like us growing up You've gotta