be, I'm all grown up now, Baby can't you see. [Chorus] Stacy's Mom has got it goin' on, She's all I want, And I've waited for so long, Stacy can't you
die, we die? I don't wanna die oh, so wrong, so wrong, so wrong See you at the crossroads, crossroads, crossroads Crossroads so you won't be lonely
world, if you want me to Life hasn't been easy Knowing that you love somebody else Ain't nothing I can do about it All I have to blame is myself and I can't I can't
me to Life hasn't been easy Knowing that you love somebody else Ain't nothing I can do about it All I have to blame is myself, and I can't I can't,
die? I don't wanna die Ohh, so wrong, ohh, wrong Ohh, so wrong, ohh, wrong See you at the crossroads, crossroads, crossroads So you won't be lonely
do miss my baby, Babi Boi. Oh, boy, me and your bigger brother, we keeps it realer. You'll always be our little nigga, and I know your mama miss ya.
fukkin' wit' mine, we gon' ride in tha end Somebody gon' die tonight, don't be fukkin' wit' my friends (Chorus) Layzie I can tell, wit' tha devil
will be there. I'll be there. Never have to worry about nobody else, and even though I know ain't no mo' time, it's almost time. Let's ready for Armageddon
m riddin' round in your boat You niggas can't fuck with These Claire players, on top of the pile And we roll this Stand back, hatas gonna be here for a while Can't
the hood, mess with scrubs, it'll all be gone You can really help a busta if it ain't meant to be Wit a little ooh wee, wit a little ooh wee I'm tired
next that get wrong Here's my TEC, and it's on, they they won't disrespect Then sleep with the rest Don't even expect 'cuz you ain't goin' home Who's
can ride wit me But if you lie ta me and don't die for me Look in my eyes and see you can't hide from me Sleepwalk shit talk nigga That be running from
you can ride wit me But if you lie ta me and don't die for me Look in my eyes and see you can't hide from me Sleepwalk shit talk nigga That be running
Stick in the hood, mess with scrubs, it'll all be gone You can really help a busta if it ain't meant to be Wit a little oohwee, wit a little oohwee I'
Isn't Over Until the Flesh has crept and taked No time to hesitate, anticipation Much to be done And it don't matter where ya come Really don't matter