Than what we could see Could we be the best? We'll stand on top of the world Looking down Falling into one more dream Doubt will only bring you down
So we're a little bit older now. We're a little bit tired, A little bit scared of looking down. We wipe our weary eyes, And step into the storm outside
get out this slump If I could just get over this hump But I need something to pull me out this dump I took my bruises, took my lumps Fell down and I
swimming in the yellow, boss In the red 911 looking devilish Red beam make a n*gga sit down Thought it were bullet proof till he got hit the fifth time Drop palm olive on the vent
the street midtown New York City Let me stop praise your name I need room to breath I got to feel your peace; I want to feel your ease I?m screaming' down
dont suck dick but expecting me to eat her? that hoe crazy! man and yall dont wanna met her, but her home girl nita swallow cum by the liter, she look
I'm so assertive on these motherfuckers actin' tougher. I had enough of isolating myself in a room Writing poems and songs, doin' the same in school. Now look
me to see you then, I don't want you now" Take a towel, wipe your brow, quit trying to hunt me down You run me down and now your trying to apologize For
crackers and some Van de Kamp's I think I'll eat some Ambiens like they're candied yams Cut a couple cadavers up and have a little snack Abraf-ckingcadabra motherf-cker look
up 'Cause she wasn't Watched over Knocked down By some clown When child support knocked No he's not around Now how that Sound to ya? Jot it down I bring
my partners ain't partners no more they all enemies acting like they down with me i know they just pretend to be mama get beat by dad and you look just
sayin' nuttin' new Represent the legendary fifth dynasty crew Roots crew comin' through, tell me what you could do Yo you lookin' for me? Nah we lookin
ya mind (Relax ya mind) And I'll fulfill your fantasy I put the latch to the front door In the scene that's down town mo, mo One chick had the look of
better Picked up my tech up off the ground Pistol whipped, tied up sittin' down I need a black screwdriver but a butter knife will do To the vent I
it like a cobra strike, grinding like an overbite Put it in the air, yeah Vizzy with the soda flight Tell them lay the pen (pin) down and get X like bowling
around the corner My stuff wasn't even hard Remember a brother was lookin for a little candy out the park My mother went, my mother vent, momma what happened
own after party I wanna make sweet love to your body No tardes mas , no tarde mas Vente vamonos y agamos el amor No tardes mas , no tarde mas Vente
teacher and looks so much like you I struck a match to light the furnace in the hallway I could smell the summer dust burning in the vent It's just
