Lookin' Back At Myself - Lyrics - Aaron Tippin

Title: Lookin' Back At Myself
Artist: Aaron Tippin
Composer(s): Leigh Reynolds, Aaron Tippin

Lyric:
I put down my razor, toweled off my face
Thought I saw a new wrinkle and another strand of gray
That one little scar kept catching my eye
Reminding me how time does fly

I was only a kid when I had that first fight
But I still don?t give in when I believe that I?m right
And at least I can stand here and like what I see
In the man that kid turned out to be

Lookin? back at myself, it?s plain to see
That the cold hands of time, ain't had much mercy on me
But I played a straight game with the cards that were dealt
And I can look straight ahead, lookin? back at myself

Now I ain't been no angel but I've learned right from wrong
Thanks to mamma and a hickory and a love so strong
Yes she taught the rule that life is lived by
I ain't forgot what you get for getting? out of line

Now this old world throws some punches and I?ve taken a few
Now my skin?s tough as leather but I?ve grown strong with the truth
There?s been so many times, I could?ve just stepped aside
Ah but then I couldn?t stand here with this peace of mind

Lookin? back at myself, it?s plain to see
That the cold hands of time, ain?t had much mercy on me
But I played a straight game with the cards that were dealt
And I can look straight ahead, lookin? back at myself
Still look straight ahead, lookin? back at myself

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Stop Lookin' Back - Lyrics - Grand Funk Railroad

Title: Stop Lookin' Back
Artist: Grand Funk Railroad
Composer(s): Don Brewer, Mark Farner

Lyric:
Stuck in the county jail
Nobody here's gonna' pay my bail
A thirty days with a smelly drunk
A turn-key callin' me a dirty punk

I got to pick myself up
And stop lookin' back
I've got to move straight ahead
And stop lookin' back

Shoot for the stars
When my eyes can't see the starlight
Reach for the sun in the night
Stop lookin' back at the times I was defeated
I pick myself up, I move straight ahead
I stop lookin' back

Stranded, nothing worse
I'm livin' on coffee, got an empty purse
I'm dreamin' 'bout blue eyes lookin' my way
Hopin' my dreams don't blow away

I got to pick myself up
And stop lookin' back
I've got to move straight ahead
And stop lookin' back

Shoot for the stars
When my eyes can't see the starlight
Reach for the sun in the night
Stop lookin' back at the times I was defeated
I pick myself up, I move straight ahead
I stop lookin' back

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Runnin - Lyrics - Grits

Title: Runnin
Artist: Grits
Composer(s): Teron David Carter, Stacy Bernard Jones, Rick D Robbins, Latoya Vison, Otto Montgomery Jr Price

Lyric:
Runnin', runnin'
Lookin' for that love I once knew
Runnin', I'm runnin'
Trying to find my way back to you

I've been runnin' since understandin' confiscated my globe
Stuttering since expression stole the key to my soul
Struggling since victory presumed control
Battling since the truth infiltrated my mould
Seeking to find a life in invisible hold
Traveling down the path of a difficult road
Runnin' without a clue of being laid astray
Swearing I'm getting closer but really further away

Runnin', runnin'
Lookin' for that love I once knew
Runnin', I'm runnin'
Trying to find my way back to you

Don't you sometimes sit back and look at yourself
Examine things in life you hate but you've become get sick of yourself
The very images you claim lack worth
Then with uncontrolled labor pains them very images you gave birth
This topic got me ceiling walkin', I'm so beside myself
I'm lookin' at me like I'm someone else and I don't feel I'm talkin'
I'm tryin' to spit it best I can atcha
We gonna grab your attention grabbers that keep you from runnin'

Runnin', lookin' for you
Said I'm runnin'
Runnin', lookin' for you
Said I'm runnin'

In desolate times I wrestle at times
Feeling so neglected at times rejected at times
Hard to try to get out my mind hold to the soul
Believing that it's gonna be fine, he's in control
Letting go the walk in the know forgetting the how
Strong enough to wait for the when to weaken the now
Put aside the question of why, this is allowed
Running to the back of the line, looking for mine, looking for mine

Runnin', runnin'
Lookin' for that love I once knew
Runnin', I'm runnin'
Trying to find my way back to you

If dead men tell no tales, how do you account
For the platinum rappers with millions of record sales
Then tell me I ain't good 'cuz my record fails
With a standard that's set to first-quarter sales, the truth shall prevail
If I let you dictate it life would be stale
But I follow my Lord who's been proven with the scars and nails
Everybody busy funnin' number one stunnin', what else you get
From yo mama, nothin' but heartache from all the runnin'

Runnin', my desire's lead me right to
The very thing that has me runnin' back to you
Runnin', runnin'
Runnin', my desires lead me right to
The very thing that has me runnin' back to you
Runnin', runnin'

Runnin', lookin' for you
Said I'm runnin'
Runnin', lookin' for you
Said I'm runnin'
Trying to find my way back to you

Runnin', runnin'
Lookin' for that love I once knew
Runnin', I'm runnin'
Trying to find my way back to you

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Get Away - Lyrics - Christina Milian

Title: Get Away
Artist: Christina Milian
Composer(s): Jeffrey B. Atkins, Irving D. Lorenzo

Lyric:
Baby, ya know
I been thinkin? about you
And I been thinkin?
We should get togetha

But I know you got somebody
And I do too
But I got 1 question
Can ya get away?

I been lookin? to get away from him
I been lookin? to get away from her
Oh, we gots to find a way, babe
I been lookin? to get away
Since I found you

Say whatever it is you need to say
'Cuz I?m thinkin? ?bout headin? my way
This relationship is getting? crazy
Lately, lately, lately

I, been feelin? this way from back when
Now it?s time I turned you in
Maybe now baby we can be friends
Baby, baby, baby

I been lookin? to get away from him
I been lookin? to get away from her
Oh, we gots to find a way, babe
I been lookin? to get away
Since I found you

I been lookin? to get away from her
I been lookin? to get away from him
Oh, we gots to find a way, babe
I been lookin? to get away
Since I found you

Can ya get away? Get out tonight
Meet me up at the club momma
Can ya get away? Get out tonight
'Cuz I?m free, baby

Can ya get away? Get out tonight
Meet me up at the club momma
Can ya get away? Get out tonight
'Cuz I?m free, baby

Well what about my career, my man, my life
Baby I give you me, myself, and I and if you can get near me
There?ll be no more pain love
Well came on boy and love me, love me, love me

The more things change
I know, I know men play games
All I wanna know, are you the same
Take a chance girl and love me, love me, love me

I been lookin? to get away from him
I been lookin? to get away from her
Oh, we gots to find a way, babe
I been lookin? to get away
Since I found you

I been lookin? to get away from her
I been lookin? to get away from him
Oh, we gots to find a way, babe
I been lookin? to get away
Since I found you

Can ya get away? Get out tonight
Meet me up at the club momma
Can ya get away? Get out tonight
'Cuz I?m free, baby

Can ya get away? Get out tonight
Meet me up at the club momma
Can ya get away? Get out tonight
'Cuz I?m free, baby

I?m not ya man, so I?m feelin? like a one night stand
I be convenient for the both, I know you feel me
Well come on let?s do this, no thought to it
Let?s give our love a chance

'Cuz you lovin? me, kiss hug and love wit me
I?m trynna get away, you can?t get enough of me
Baby girl, I just wanna be free
Well come on boy and love me, love me, love me

I been lookin? to get away from him
I been lookin? to get away from her
Oh, we gots to find a way, babe
I been lookin? to get away
Since I found you

I been lookin? to get away from her
I been lookin? to get away from him
Oh, we gots to find away, babe
I been lookin? to get away
Since I found you

Can ya get away? Get out tonight
Meet me up at the club momma
Can ya get away? Get out tonight
'Cuz I?m free, baby

Can ya get away? Get out tonight
Meet me up at the club momma
Can ya get away? Get out tonight
'Cuz I?m free, baby

There it is
Christina Milian, Ja Rule
Murder I.N.C.

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Get Away - Lyrics - Ms. Jade

Title: Get Away
Artist: Ms. Jade
Composer(s): Tim Mosley, Chevon Young

Lyric:
I gotta get away
(Why, Nesh?)
'Cause females don't get along with other females
They keep scratching me and pulling me at my coat tail
Behind my back, tellin' me to go to hell

I gotta get away
(Why, Nesh?)
'Cause females don't get along with other females
They keep scratching me and pulling me at my coat tail
Behind my back, tellin' me to go to hell

Ya'll know I represent for the chicks
But this girl so petty it me makin' me sick
Plottin' and lookin' and watchin', tryna pick up my twist
Always wanna know what I'm doin' and see who I'm wit

I don't know why she focus all her free time on me
Peakin' out the window when she hear me jingle my keys
Right now I'm thinkin that it's to the point she wanna be me
This broad is quick to copy every time I get a new weave

Lookin' on the name of bags when I bring somethin' home
Single black female, I honestly think somethin' is wrong
Sit on my steps talk on my phone
She quick to go get her phone

That ain't the type of shit you do when you normal and grown
Bitch go read a book or check a flick out or somethin'
Got to admit I gotta get away 'cause bitches be buggin'
This kiddy situation gon' make me come at her chin
The funny thing is when we was younger we used to be friends

I gotta get away
(Why, Nesh?)
'Cause females don't get along with other females
They keep scratching me and pulling me at my coat tail
Behind my back, tellin' me to go to hell

I gotta get away
(Why, Nesh?)
'Cause females don't get along with other females
They keep scratching me and pulling me at my coat tail
Behind my back, tellin' me to go to hell

Got this girl 'round my way that's a trip
Trickin' for twenties, young dummy and quick wit her lip
Get dressed and change her clothes if she think you look better than her
Hatin' on every female that's doing better than her

Don't know what it is, I guess she got some low self-esteem
Dealing with brothers, friends and cousins causin' a scene
Purposely mess with niggas, with girls just to start beef
And she don't really care if she known as a whore in the streets

You know the type of girl that you speak to that's about it
'Cause she the type of girl that smile behind you back talkin' shit
In the club wit her homies, keep her eye on your dude
Soon as you get up go to the bathroom, she makin' her move

Turnin' her nose up at people actin' jealous and bitter
That hate gone get her, look in the books and wanna be thinner
Was raised as quitter, that's why she act the way that she do
Content bein' a savage, actin' like a goddamn fool

I gotta get away
(Why, Nesh?)
'Cause females don't get along with other females
They keep scratching me and pulling me at my coat tail
Behind my back, tellin' me to go to hell

I gotta get away
(Why, Nesh?)
'Cause females don't get along with other females
They keep scratching me and pulling me at my coat tail
Behind my back, tellin' me to go to hell

This other chick musta got it confused
I've been focused and ain't nobody take me out of my groove
Hangin' around in the corner store rollin' her eyes
A year ago beatin' my ear up 'cause she wanted to ride

I'm sayin won't fly me out to LA, get on a hook
I'm thinkin to myself this broad must be as dumb as she look
Handled this situation well like I always been doin'
When away for a while came back, my name is in ruins

They say she tellin' people that I'm broke and ain't got a dime
And that she really wanna battle wit her trash ass rhymes
Guess that's the price you pay for fame being a star in this world
This verse I'm talkin' 'bout a guy that's actin' just like a girl

Jockin' me, sweatin' me, ridin' me and doin' it tough
You'll never get nowhere doin' that female stuff
Guess that's the price you pay for fame being a star in this world
This verse I'm talkin 'bout a guy that's actin' just like a girl

I gotta get away
(Why, Nesh?)
'Cause females don't get along with other females
They keep scratching me and pulling me at my coat tail
Behind my back, tellin' me to go to hell

I gotta get away
(Why, Nesh?)
'Cause females don't get along with other females
They keep scratching me and pulling me at my coat tail
Behind my back, tellin' me to go to hell

I gotta get away
(Why, Nesh?)
'Cause females don't get along with other females
They keep scratching me and pulling me at my coat tail
Behind my back, tellin' me to go to hell

I gotta get away
(Why, Nesh?)
'Cause females don't get along with other females
They keep scratching me and pulling me at my coat tail
Behind my back, tellin' me to go to hell

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Jack You Back - Lyrics - Skull & Bones - Cypress Hill

Title: Jack You Back
Album: Skull & Bones
Artist: Cypress Hill
Composer(s): Eduardo Correa, Louis Freese, Lawrence Muggerud, Senen Reyes, Christian Olde Wolbers

Lyric:
You're a lost soul rollin' down the street
Hustlin', scramblin', money you eat
You wanna jack somebody, never look at me
'Cuz I'm like you when I'm holdin' heat

You don't want to think about re-percussions
'Cuz you don't give a fuck about who you rushin'
So what you gonna do when the blood is gushin'?
You're playin' Roulette without the Russian

The stakes are high, can you feel the pressure?
Lookin' at the club on top of your dresser
Born for the big bank robbin' your own
Thinkin' you're stone but you're weak ass throne

Bitches like you ain't got no heart
Paranoid, you're settin' in, fallin' apart
How many times will you take to see it?
You fallin' away, but you don't believe it

Jack me and you'll never go back
Jack me and I'll jack you back
Where y'all bitches got the scheme or the stack?
Jack me and I'll jump to attack

Tell me what started a scheme at ya lap
Jack me and I'll jump to attack
Jack me and I'll jack you back
Jack me and I'll jack you back

Clothes are settin' off from the start
I'm crazy as fuck just like 2 Pac
Mash on Cypress Hill in a Catalac truck
Steels all gone, so I gotta play it ruff

Got hate for do out there, I ain't jokin'
Can't hold me back these days, I'm out smokin'
And I still see myself as Enforcer
Knock 'em in their face if they dedicate closer

A Cuban massive man
(Spanish)
With real attack touch straight, from the ghetto
Walk for a twenty all day like a
(Spanish)
Spit ball, lick all rhymes just like
(Spanish)

I run over fools like Dorsey Leathers
And murder antiques like J-Rhyme I kill peasants
Take over ships like Female Kastro
Do anything that a nigga has to

Jack me and you'll never go back
Jack me and I'll jack you back
Where y'all bitches got the scheme or the stack?
Jack me and I'll jump to attack

Tell me what started a scheme at ya lap
Jack me and I'll jump to attack
Jack me and I'll jack you back
Jack me and I'll jack you back

Jack you back, jack you back

Lights are fucked up, it's confusin'
Look at you now what road you choosin'
You'll never be a part of the revolution
You fuck with me, feel the retribution

Punk bitches can never deal with the real
'Cuz you weak motherfuckers can't decide what you feel
Always poppin' shit and hide from the Hill
Comin' out where you reside for the kill

Knocked out Pluto, Super Hill thriller
Verbal assault, Soul Assassin killer
Real master Mic, ca, sex come iller
Stoned is a waste over, what you feeler

Can't make moves, so you go ask Chiller
Try the Real Estate, trust centipede riller
Bet your ass that I'm bangin' to the fullest
And don't get in my way punk ass, not a Buddhist

Jack me and you'll never go back
Jack me and I'll jack you back
Where y'all bitches got the scheme or the stack?
Jack me and I'll jump to attack

Tell me what started a scheme at ya lap
Jack me and I'll jump to attack
Jack me and I'll jack you back
Jack me and I'll jack you back

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The Knife Feels Like Justice - Lyrics - Brian Setzer

Title: The Knife Feels Like Justice
Artist: Brian Setzer
Composer(s): Brian Setzer

Lyric:
So you think that you have found
A better life that you should live
And you're through givin' it all away
I wish there's something I could say

Like the time you looked into the mirror
And saw someone else lookin' back
I wish I could find the words
But there's nothing that even comes close

'Cause there ain't nobody ever looked at me
Without lookin' right through me
There ain't nobody ever looked at me
Without lookin' right by me
And you can't go on when the knife feels like justice

When the sun dies down and the air grows cold
And the moon plays tricks in the night
Crawlin' low like a snake out of sight
Your guide is the northern light

You wanna laugh, say I'm insane
Don't have the sense to come in from the rain
I know how to keep myself between the drops

There ain't nobody ever looked at me
Without lookin' right through me
There ain't nobody ever looked at me
Without lookin' right by me
And you can't go on when the knife feels like justice

Slip away
Slip away
Slip away

So you think that you have won me over
By settin' me on fire
With the sound of your beating heart
And you're burnin' hot desire

Like the time I looked at your reflections
And saw someone else lookin' back
It's a shame things happen that way
'Cause there's no one that even comes close

And there ain't nobody ever looked at me
Without lookin' right through me
There ain't nobody ever looked at me
Without lookin' right by me

And you can't go on when the knife feels like justice
I said you can't go on when the blade tears inside you
You can't go on when the knife feels like justice

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At Least We'Re Dreaming - Lyrics - It's All In Your Head - Eve 6

Title: At Least We'Re Dreaming
Album: It's All In Your Head
Artist: Eve 6
Composer(s): Jon Siebels, Tony Fagenson, Max Collins

Lyric:
When do we get to the part where I can go home
Been hiding inside the jungle gym for way too long
Waiting for someone to come along and find me

Live in an apartment that bums me out
It don't get better when the lights go out
Waiting for someone to come along and find me

Swimming through the aisles at the grocery store
I don't even know what I'm lookin' for
I'm waiting for someone to come along and find me

At least I'm breathing
At least I'm alive
As long as I'm dreaming
Everything's gonna be all right

Down to the corner to call collect
Your mother wants to know are you happy yet
Waiting for someone to come along and find you

Going out at night looking for distraction
Sleeping through the day, there's no redemption
Waiting for someone to come along and find you

At least you're breathing
At least you're alive
As long as you're dreaming
Everything's gonna be all right
See everything's gonna be all right

I'm all right, I tell myself twice
In the mirror before I can't go to sleep at night
I need a lullaby, I need some time
I need to get a dime bag from my guy

I'm all right, I tell myself twice
In the mirror before I can't go to sleep at night
I need a lullaby, I need some time
I need to get a dime bag from my guy

At least we're breathing
At least we're alive
As long as we're dreaming
Everything's gonna be all
Everything's gonna be all right

I'm all right, I tell myself twice
In the mirror before I can't go to sleep at night
I need a lullaby, I need some time
I need to get a dime bag from my guy

I'm alright, I tell myself twice
In the mirror before I can't go to sleep at night
I need a lullaby, I need some time
I need to find my way back home

I need to find my way back home
I need to get time bag from my guy

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Texas - Lyrics - Primer 55

Title: Texas
Artist: Primer 55
Composer(s): Bobby Burns, Jason Lutrell

Lyric:
Gigs up girl, I'm calling your bluff
Where your bed at? Baby, where your handcuffs?
One time and you can't get enough
I know you're a freak, girl, I know you like it rough

Make a man scream, "Lord have mercy"
Baby girl scream, "Lord have mercy"
Yea, know you sure look good to me
Look good to me

Say, won't you take me there?
Take me where I wanna
Say, won't you take me there?
Head back to Texas

I'm in the water and I'm testing my luck
You got the line, baby, here comes the hook
The videos and the pictures you took
You're a freak ho, so let me have myself a look

Shake your ass, girl, Lord have mercy
God damn, Lord have mercy
Yea, your love's like ecstasy
When you're next to me

Say, won't you take me there?
Take me where I wanna
Say, won't you take me there?
Head back to Texas

36-24-36
Got you girlies all up in my mix
Shaking hips on the poles, doing flips and you know this
Head back to Texas

Those pants got your ass lookin' tight
I know, you know, you know, you shake it just right
From the back, from the front, from the side
Hush your mouth girl, I know you do it just right

Make a man scream, "Lord have mercy"
Back it up girl, Lord have mercy
Yea, your shit feels good to me
Feels good to me

Say, won't you take me there?
Take me where I wanna
Say, won't you take me there?
Head back to Texas

36-24-36
Got you girlies all up in my mix
Shaking hips on the poles, doing flips and you know this
Head back to Texas

Where the girls bounce 24/7, right?
And then they do it to you every fucking single night
You get yourself into a little sticky icky situation
Head back to Texas

Head back to Texas
Head back to Texas

So where my girls at Texas?
You know I'm talking about Texas
Good times in Texas
You know I'm headed back to Texas

Girl, let me holla at you
Said, girl, yea, I'm talking to you
So where my girls at Texas?
Good times in Texas
Girl, let me holla at you
Said, girl, yea, I'm talking to you

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Slip Out The Back - Lyrics - The Rising Tied - Fort Minor

Title: Slip Out The Back
Album: The Rising Tied
Artist: Fort Minor
Composer(s): Mike Shinoda

Lyric:
You know me, I used to get caught up in everyday life
Tried to make it through my day so I could sleep at night
Tried to figure out my way through the maze
Of rights and wrongs, but like you used to say
Nothing feels like it's really worth it
Forget perfect, I'm trying not to be worthless
Since I last saw you I been lookin' for a purpose
Well I met this kid who thought like I did
He had a weird way of lookin' at it this is what he said

"Slip out the back before they know you were there
And at the worst you'll see nobody cares
'Cos you don't wanna be around when it all goes down
Even heroes know when to be scared
Slip out the back before they know you were there
And at the worst you'll see nobody cares
'Cos you don't wanna be around when it all goes down
Even heroes know when to be scared"

Now I don't remember where I met him or remember his name
But he walked funny like he was too big for his frame
Just over five foot but he weighed a buck fifty
And what he said just seemed so right it stuck with me
Listen it's like poker you can play your best
But you got to know when to fold your cards and take a rest
And know when to hold your cards and hold your breath
And hope that nobody else is stacking the deck because

I don't need to tell you that life isn't fair, it doesn't care
It momentarily cuts off your air, and like you
I want someone to say "It's okay"
But in the truest parts of our hearts everybody's afraid
But just under appreciated and overwhelmed
Fighting so hard to hide our fear that were scaring ourselves
You understand when I'm saying that you always did
But it's different in the words of a cowardly kid said

"Slip out the back before they know you were there
And at the worst you'll see nobody cares
'Cos you don't wanna be around when it all goes down
Even heroes know when to be scared
Slip out the back before they know you were there
And at the worst you'll see nobody cares
'Cos you don't wanna be around when it all goes down
Even heroes know when to be scared"

I'm no hero, you remember how I was, you know
All I ever did was worry, feeling out of control
To the point where everything was going end over end
I'm spinning around in circles again
This is where you come in all of this to explain to you why
I had to separate myself away from yesterday's life
Please remember this isn't how I hoped it would be
But I had to protect you from me

Thats why I slipped out the back before you knew I was there
I know you felt unprepared
But every single time I was around I just bring you down
And I could tell that it was time to be scared
Thats why I slipped out the back before you knew I was there
And I know the way I left wasn't fair
I didn't want to be around just to bring you down
I'm not a hero but don't think I didn't care

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40 - Hope I Don'T Go Back - Lyrics - E

Title: 40 - Hope I Don'T Go Back
Artist: E
Composer(s): Jonathan Lind, Maurice White, Anthony Banks, Earl T Stevens

Lyric:
What's happenin'?
You need to take it inside
Take what inside?
You're disturbing the peace

Yeah yeah, I done got too big to be hoppin'
Over barbed wire fences, right?
But I had this one broad
She was so damn sprung she use

What? Uhh, and ahh, and a VHS camera
And a VHS camera
I promise you playboy
It was somethin' serious, felt so damn good

Hope I don't go back to slangin' ya-yo
Slangin' llello, to get my mail
See a lot of people don't know
The legendary status of which I come from
Old school like Cab Calloway
Right
Hot damn, I taught him his thang he do

Hope I don't go back to slangin' ya-yo
Slangin' llello, to get my mail
See a lot of people don't know
The legendary status of which I come from
Old school like Cab Calloway
Right
Hot damn, I taught him his thang he do

Been a hustler since birth, mama sellin' dubs in church
Red-handed, caught me stealin' money our her purse
Got branded, permanent whip scars on my back
'Cause I used to get beat, with racing car tracks

But now me got wealth, holdin' a conference call on my
Hands free car telephone lookin' like I'm talkin' to myself
Shootin' the breeze cuttin' it up real smooth like
Choppin' it up like two business men

Talkin' about it, by the way B
What we doin' this week on SoundScan?
If I ain't in Japan, I'm in the Valley
Or maybe next door in Gary Payton bowling alley

Or maybe at the shootin' range, me and Banks
Or on the golf course, with Merton Hanks
Or we lay in the sun, give me my propers
With a beat that's out of this world, lookin' down on doctors
Sippin' on the porch, watchin' my kids play basketball
In the backyard on a 40 by 63 foot long sports court

Hope I don't go back to slangin' ya-yo
Slangin' llello, to get my mail
See a lot of people don't know
The legendary status of which I come from
Old school like Cab Calloway
Right
Hot damn, I taught him his thang he do

Business spot up in the wilderness, coyotes and wild boars
[Unverified] days like this were made strictly for outdoors
Twenty inch gold super Bravos on my [unverified] everybody ain't poor
To be blessed with success with an independent-ass record label

Check it out, marbles, I got the game from my Uncle Saint Thomas
Used to bank across the street at Wells Fargo
But now it's Merrill Lynch
And just think, I used to sit the bench

I remember gettin' chased by the cops, had to get my stomach pumped
Full of a quarter ounce of rocks, late afternoon
Probably waitin' for me outside of Vallejo Kaiser Permanente
Emergency room with glocks, ready to ride

And hang me to death, somehow I managed to make my escape through
The back of the cafeteria by the vending machine department quickly
Found myself runnin' through the Friendship Apartment Complex
Over there by the railroad tracks, around the corner from the
People's Continuation High School
Somewhere off in the lights, behind Je-nai's Liquor ooh

Hope I don't go back to slangin' ya-yo
Slangin' llello, to get my mail
See a lot of people don't know
The legendary status of which I come from
Old school like Cab Calloway
Right
Hot damn, I taught him his thang he do

Get my mail, check it out, dope game ain't goin'
Now it seems the, white-collared crimes, are hookin' up phones
"Charlie Hustle, I got a few homies, I'm doing a compilation
Should I go with [unverified]"

I tell em, "Hell yeah, that's a done deal", drew them off the hinges
[Unverified] them did my cover and my bus benches
Game warrior invested, worldwide sick-wid-it clique, independent chips
Lay that down, lay that down, that's what I'm sayin'

I'm gonna tell you it's cool, 'cause your playa partner
Take his other money right, and then he'll sit up here
And he'll take it then he'll say, "Hold on main"
Let me handle some phone booths

Let me get off into the business, dealers, ballers
Let me get off into the florist business, Beamers, barbershops
Get into commercial lots
Merchants, whatever fertilizes the right way of livin'

You dig what I'm sayin' man? Ay look
Playboy, I look at myself and I say, "Hold on main"
Lemme see what's down, lemme translate it
Lemme translate it into some marbles
Lemme liquidate my revenues
You understand what I'm sayin' 40-Watermelon

Ay, but look here, I'm here to sprinkle my
Godzilla brawler playboy potnas untouchable
Mafia game warriors to adjust to the situations
That goes down in they life, I ain't playin' wit it man

Hope I don't go back to slangin' ya-yo
Slangin' llello, to get my mail
See a lot of people don't know
The legendary status of which I come from
Old school like Cab Calloway
Right
Hot damn, I taught him his thang he do
There's too many jealous brothers in this game
I can't stand the same, I gotta mine

Hope I don't go back to slangin' ya-yo
Slangin' llello, to get my mail
See a lot of people don't know
The legendary status of which I come from
Old school like Cab Calloway
Right
Hot damn, I taught him his thang he do
I gotta get my money on

Don't wanna go, don't wanna go
Back to the game, hey

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Staring Through My Rearview - Lyrics - 2pac

Title: Staring Through My Rearview
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Tupac Amaru Shakur, Phillip David C Collins, Yafeu A Fula, Malcolm Greenidge, Tyrone J Wrice

Lyric:
Starin' at the world through my rearview
Just looking back at the world
From another level you know what I mean?
Starin'

Multiple gunshots fill the block, the fun stops
Niggaz is callin' cops, people shot, nobody stop
I wonder when the world stopped carin' last night
Two kids shot while the whole block staring

I will never understand this society
First they try to murder me, then they lie to me
Product of a dying breed, all my homies trying weed
Now the little baby's crazed raised off Hennessey

Tell me will my enemies flee when they see me
Believe me even thugs gotta learn to take it easy, listen
Through the intermissions search your heart for a plan
And we turnin' Bad Boys to grown men, it's on again

I give a holla to my niggaz in the darkest corners
Roll a perfect blunt, and let me spark it for ya
One love from a thug nigga rollin' with a posse
Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

I'm seein' nuttin' but my dreams comin' true
While I'm starin' at the world through my rearview, see
I'm seein' nuttin' but my dreams comin' true
While I'm starin' at the world through my rearview

They got me starin' at the world through my rearview
Go on baby, scream to God, He can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin fast 'cause it's time to die
We gettin' high, watchin' time fly and all my motherfuckers

They got me starin' at the world through my rearview
Go on baby, scream to God, He can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin fast 'cause it's time to die
We gettin' high, watchin' time fly and all my motherfuckers

Now you see him, now you don't
Some niggaz be here for the moment
And then they gone, what happened to em?
Well, let's see, it seems to be a mystery
But all I know I never let the money get to me

Stay down like the truest thug life
Until I check out this bitch, I thought you knew this
Who is gonna catch me when I fall or even care to
While you thinkin' I see you lost up in my rearview

Half you is down with them Outlawz
Outcast, left far, I'm through like southpaws
But still we keep mashin' 'til our dreams come through
Starin' at the world through my rearview

Now I was raised as a young black male
In order to get paid, forced to make crack sales
Caught a nigga so they send me to these over packed jails
In the cell, countin' days in this livin' black Hell, do you feel me?

Keys to ignition, use at your discretion
Roll with a twelve gauge pump for protection
Niggaz hate me in the section from years of chin checkin'
Turn to Smith and Wesson war weapons

Heavenly Father, I'm a soldier, I'm gettin' hotter
Cause the world's gettin colder, baby let me hold ya
Talk to my guns like they fly bitches
All you bustas best to run look at my bitches

Now I know the answers to the question, do dreams come true?
Still starin' at the world through my rearview, I say
Now I know the answers to the question, do dreams come true?
Still starin' at the world through my rearview

They got me starin' at the world through my rearview
Go on baby, scream to God, He can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin' fast 'cause it's time to die
Gettin' high, watchin' time fly

And all my motherfuckers
Got me starin' at the world through my rearview
Go on baby, scream to God, He can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin' fast 'cause it's time to die
Gettin' high, watchin' time fly, nigga can die

Back in the days we hustled for sneakers and beepers
Nine-six for glocks 'cause fiends hittin' up blocks with street sweepers
Bless myself when knowin' rules to these streets, somethin' I learned
In school, on some Million Man March shit for the peace

True that, only one life to lead, a fast life of greed
Criminally addicted, infested since a seed
We all die, breed bleed like humans, towns run
By young guns, Outlawz and truants, shit's deep

Turn eighteen, burn my will when I go
Burnt my body with my shotty or chosin' my dough
So while you reminiscin' all nights out with the crew
Smoke a blunt for me too, I'm starin' through your rearview

You ain't knowin' what we mean by starin' through the rearview
So since you ain't knowin' what we mean
Let me break down understandin' the world, the world is behind us
Once a motherfucker get an understanding on the game
And what the levels and the rules of the game is
Then the world ain't no trick no more

The world is a game to be played
So now we lookin' at the world from like behind us
Niggaz know what we gotta do, just gotta put our mind to it
And do it, it's all about the papers, money rule the world
Bitches make the world go 'round
Real niggaz do they wanna do, bitch niggaz, do what they can't

Starin' at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, He can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin' fast 'cause it's time to die
Gettin' high, watchin' time fly

Ya know, starin' at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, He can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin' fast 'cause it's time to die
Gettin' high, watchin' time fly

And we be starin' at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, He can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin' fast 'cause it's time to die
Gettin' high, watchin' time fly

Starin' at the world through my rearview
Scream to God, He can't hear you
Heart beatin' fast, time to die
Watchin' time fly

Starin' at the world through my rearview
Scream to God, He can't hear you
Heart beatin' fast, time to die
Watchin' time fly

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Starin' Through My Rear View - Lyrics - Resurrection Soundtrack - 2pac

Title: Starin' Through My Rear View
Album: Resurrection Soundtrack
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Tyrone J. Wrice, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Yafeu A. Fula, Phillip David Ch Collins, Malcolm Greenidge

Lyric:
Staring at the world through my rearview
Just looking back at the world, from another level yaknowhatImean?
Starin
Multiple gunshots fill the block, the fun stops
Niggaz is callin cops, people shot, nobody stop
I wonder when the world stopped caring last night
Two kids shot while the whole block staring
I will never understand this society, first they try
To murder me, then they lie to me, product of a dying breed
All my homies trying weed, now the little baby's
Crazed raised off Hennesey, tell me will my enemies
Flee when they see me, believe me
Even Thugs gotta learn to take it easy, listen
Through the intermissions search your heart for a plan
And we turnin Bad Boys to grown men, it's on again
I give a holla to my niggaz in the darkest corners
Roll a perfect blunt, and let me spark it for ya
One love from a thug nigga rollin with a posse
Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

I'm seein nuttin but my dreams comin true
While I'm starin at the world through my rearview (see)
I'm seein nuttin but my dreams comin true
While I'm starin at the world through my rearview (see)
(They got me) starin at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die (we)
Gettin high, watchin time fly, and all my motherfuckers
(They got me) starin at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die (we)
Gettin high, watchin time fly, and all my motherfuckers

Now you see him, now you don't, some niggaz
Be here for the moment, and then they gone, what happened to em?
Well let's see, it seems to be a mystery
But all I know I never let the money get to me
Stay down like the, truest
Thug Life until I check out this bitch, I thought you knew this
Who is, gonna catch me when I fall or even care to
While you thinkin I see you lost up in my rearview
Half you, is down with them Outlawz
Outcast, left far, I'm through like southpaws
But still we keep mashin til our dreams come through
Starin at the world through my rearview

Now I was raised as a young black male
In order to get paid, forced to make crack sales
Caught a nigga so they send me to these overpacked jails
In the cell, countin days in this livin black Hell, do you feel me?
Keys to ignition, use at your discretion
Roll with a twelve gauge pump for protection
Niggaz hate me in the section from years of chin checkin
Turn to Smith and Wesson war weapons
Heavenly Father I'm a soldier, I'm gettin hotter
Cause the world's gettin colder, baby let me hold ya
Talk to my guns like they fly bitches
All you bustas best to run look at my bitches

Now I know the answers to the question, do dreams come true
Still starin at the world through my rearview (I say)
Now I know the answers to the question, do dreams come true
Still starin at the world through my rearview (I say)
(They got me) starin at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die
Gettin high, watchin time fly -
And all my motherfuckers/nigga can die
(They got me) starin at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die
Gettin high, watchin time fly -
And all my motherfuckers/nigga can die

Back in the days we hustled for sneakers and beepers
Nine-six for glocks cause fiends hittin up blocks with street sweepers
Bless myself when knowin rules to these streets, somethin I learned
In school, on some Million Man March shit for the piece/peace
True that, only one life to lead, a fast life of greed
Criminally addicted, infested since a seed
We all die, breed bleed like humans, towns run
By young guns, Outlawz and truants, shit's deep
Turn eighteen, burn my will when I go
Burnt my body with my shotty, or chosin my dough
So while you reminiscin all nights out with the crew
Smoke a blunt for me too, I'm starin through your rearview

Hahahaha, you ain't knowin what we mean by starin through the rearview
So since you ain't knowin what we mean let me break down understandin
The world, the world is behind us
Once a motherfucker get an understanding on the game
And what the levels and the rules of the game is
Then the world ain't no trick no more
The world is a game to be played
So now we lookin at the world, from like, behind us
Niggaz know what we gotta do, just gotta put our mind to it and do it
It's all about the papers, money rule the world
Bitches make the world go round
Real niggaz do they wanna do, bitch niggaz do what they can't

Starin at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die
Gettin high, watchin time fly, ya know/and we'll be

Starin at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die
Gettin high, watchin time fly, ya know/and we'll be

Starin at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die
Gettin high, watchin time fly, ya know/and we'll be

Starin at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die
Gettin high, watchin time fly, ya know/and we'll be

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Slippin' - Lyrics - Flesh Of My Flesh, Blood Of My Blood - Dmx

Title: Slippin'
Album: Flesh Of My Flesh, Blood Of My Blood
Artist: Dmx
Composer(s): M Gomez, G Jr Washington, E Simmons

Lyric:
Ha ha ha ha ha ha uhh
See to live is to suffer but to survive
Well, that's to find meaning in the suffering

Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up

Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up

I been through mad different phases like Masons
To find my way and now I know that happy days are not far away
If I'm strong enough I'll live long enough to see my kids
Doing something more constructive with they time
Than bids I know because I been there now I'm in there
Sit back and look at what it took for me to get there
First came the, the drama with my mama
She got on some fly shit till I split
And said that I'ma be that seed

That doesn't need much to succeed
Strapped with mad greed and a heart that doesn't bleed
I'm ready for the world or at least I thought I was
Baggin' when I caught a buzz
For thinking about how short I was
Going too fast it wouldn't last but yo I couldn't tell
Group homes and institutions, prepare my ass for jail
They put me in a situation forcin' me to be a man
When I was just learnin' to stand without a helpin' hand

Damn, was it my fault, somethin' I did
To make a father leave his first kid at 7 doin' my first bid?
Back on the scene at 14 with a scheme
To get more cream than I'd ever seen in a dream
And by all means I will be living high off the hog
And I never gave a about much but my dog
That's my only, I had offered my last
Just another little, headed nowhere fast

Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up

Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up

That ain't the half get's worse as I get older
Actions become bolder heart got colder
Chip on my shoulder that I dared a to touch
Didn't need a click 'coz I scared a that much
One deep went to gids startin' for kicks
Catchin' vicks throwin' bricks gettin by bein' slick
Used to get high just to get by used to have
In the morning before I get fly

I ate something a couple of forties made me hate somethin'
I did some now I'm ready to take something
3 years later showing signs of stress
Didn't keep my hair cut or give a how I dressed
I'm possessed by the darker side livin' the cruddy life
Like this kept a nigga with a bloody knife
Wanna make records but I'm fuckin' up
I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up

Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up

Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up

Wasn't long before I hit rock bottom
Like damn look how that rock got him
Open like a window no more Indo look at a video
Sayin' to myself that could've been yo nigga on the TV
Believe me it could be done somethin's got to give
It's got to change 'coz I've got a son
I've got to do the right thing for shorty
And that means no more getting high drinking forties

So I get back lookin' type slick again
Fake jump back on my again
Nothin' but love for those that know how it feel
And much respect to all my that kept it real
Be strong kept a nigga from doin' wrong
Who they is and this is yo song
And to my boo who stuck with a through
All the bullshit you'll get yours because it's due

Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up

Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up

Can't get up, I gots to get up
This is from the heart baby, don't get it twisted
Ahh X rated!

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Always You - Lyrics - Jennifer Paige - Jennifer Paige

Title: Always You
Album: Jennifer Paige
Artist: Jennifer Paige
Composer(s): J D Martin, Andy Goldmark

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Lyric:
I see a mystery ship out on the water
I wonder where it's sailin' to?
Is someone waitin' in some other harbor?
These fantasies, they blow my way like sirens to a fool
And in the stillness of my soul I keep returnin' to

Always you, you ooo ooo ooo ooo, yeah
I come back to you
Always you, you you you, you ooo ooo, oh yea
I come back
I come back
I come back to you

Lookin' at myself 'til the mirror shatters
I hear a mad man sing his tune
He said, "It's only love that ever really matters"
I wake up in this dream tonight, that's when I see the truth
Of all the faces in my heart, there's only one I choose

Always you, hoo ooo ooo ooo, yea
(You know I live, [Incomprehensible])
I come back to you
Always you, you, hey, hey yea yea yea yea yea
(And when I fall to earth you're always there for me)
Oww
I come back
I come back
I come back to you

Something in my soul never changes, baby
You're the one that's keepin' me sane
There is no other, I have ever conceived
Could be my lover and never leave when I run free
Could be my lover

That's when I say the truth
Of all the faces in my heart
There's only one I'd choose

Always you, hoo ooo ooo ooo, yea
(You know I live, [Incomprehensible])
I come back to you
Always you, you you you, hoo ooo, yea
(And when I fall to earth you're always there for me)
I come back
I come back to you

Yea yea, eee yea eee yea
Yea yea, eee yea eee yea
Yea yea, eee yea eee yea
(And when I fall to earth you're always there for me)
Do not fall down to you, baby
I come back
I come back to you
Yea yea, eee yea eee yea
Yea yea, eee yea eee yea
Yea yea, eee yea eee yea
(And when I fall to earth you're always there for me)
Always, always

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Diamond In The Back - Lyrics - Chicken N Beer - Ludacris

Title: Diamond In The Back
Album: Chicken N Beer
Artist: Ludacris
Composer(s): Jordan Houston, Paul Beauregard, Christopher Bridges, William Devaughn

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Lyric:
Gangsta white walls
TV antennas in the back
(The back, the back,the back, the back, the back)

I wanna
(Diamond in the back)
I wanna
(Sunroof top)
I wanna
(Diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)

I wanna
(Yeah diamond in the back)
I wanna
(Sunroof top)
I wanna
(Diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)

I wanna
(Yeah diamond in the back)
I wanna
(Sunroof top)
I wanna
(Diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)

I wanna
(Yeah diamond in the back)
And I wanna
(Sunroof top)
I wanna
(Diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)

Yeah diamond in the
Diamond in the
Diamond in the

It's hard growin' up lookin' at drug dealers wit' all this paper
Wonderin' how I can get me some?
(Diamond in the, diamond in the diamond in the)
My family's strugglin', I'm buggin', sittin' on my porch
So confused, chewin' on some bubblegum
(Diamond in the, diamond's in, the diamond's in the)

I was always taught to use my manners with the misses
But please, stay away from the hoes and snithes
(Yeah diamond in the, diamond in, the diamond in the)
And I was always reached for the sky, I dont know why
I'ma little bitty kid wit' but a whole buncha gangsta wishes
(Yeah diamond in the, diamond in, the diamond in the)

When I grow up, you just wait, I'ma be so straight
And everything's gonna be so marvelous
(Yeah diamond in the, diamond in, the diamond in the)
No more borrowin' from the neighbors, no more haters
No more blowin' nintendo cartridges
(Diamond in the, diamond in, the diamond in the)

I'ma have it made in the shade, I'ma be so paid
And my fam, get 'em off that payin' them bills
(Yeah diamond in the, diamond in, the diamond in the)
Matta fact im schemin' my way on up out this hood
I'll be good when I ditch these trainin' wheels
(Diamond in the back)

I wanna
(Sunroof top)
I wanna
(Diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)

I wanna
(Yeah diamond in the back)
I wanna
(Sunroof top)
I wanna
(Diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)

I wanna
(Yeah diamond in the back)
And I wanna
(Sunroof top)
I wanna
(Diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)

I wanna
(Yeah diamond in the back)
I wanna
(Sunroof top)
I wanna
(Diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)

Yeah diamond in the
Diamond in the
Diamond in the

I'm sick and tired of ridin' public transportation
And patient waitin' on my set of wheels
(Yeah diamond in the, diamond in, the diamond in the)
I'm willin' to do what it takes, whatever the stakes
In order to get myself some dollar bills
(Diamond in the, diamond in the, diamond in the)

It's too many holes in my socks and I'm ready to box
Anyone tellin' me I need better shoes
(Yeah diamond in the, diamond in, the diamond in the)
And I ain't the only one trippin', or makin a fuss
My older cousin need some cheddar too
(Diamond in the, diamond in the, diamond in the)

He thinkin' 'bout comin' up on the lick, to get it quick
It involves that local corner store
(Yeah diamond in the, diamond in, the diamond in the)
I overheard him say he knew who work there
And whatever they do, don't let the owner know
(Diamond in the, diamond in, the diamond in the)

I hope he come back with enough to let me borrow some change
At least for the summer
(Yeah diamond in the, diamond in, the diamond in the)
And If he don't let me borrow nothin, but ask me what I want
I'ma tell him I wanna
(Diamond in the back)

I wanna
(Sunroof top)
I wanna
(Diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)

I wanna
(Yeah diamond in the back)
I wanna
(Sunroof top)
I wanna
(Diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)

I wanna
(Diamond in the back)
Could use a
(Sunroof top)
Yo wanna
(Diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)

I wanna
(Yeah diamond in the back)
I wanna
(Sunroof top)
Yo wanna
(Diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)

Yeah diamond in the
Diamond in the
Diamond in the

Why cant I walk with a limp mama? Won't be no drama
For goodness sakes, I'm just a kid
(Yeah diamond in the, diamond in, the diamond in the)
Had to get my whoopin' in fo's, I was just a po'
Like there no remorse for what I did
(Diamond in the, diamond in, the diamond in the)

Gotta learn the hard way, when runnin' them streets
How some just creep, really just to eat a meal
(Yeah diamond in the, diamond in, the diamond in the)
I coulda swore it was mine, what I used to tell the po-po
What I left to rob and steal
(Diamond in the, diamond in, the diamond in the)

Man, I gotta earn for a livin', aint nobody givin' me nothin'
Find somethin' I love to do
(Yeah diamond in the, diamond in, the diamond in the)
Hmm, what about that pimpin'? It's good tippin'
Tax free, and I know a lot of people that love to screw
(Diamond in the, diamond in, the diamond in the)

Yeah, It's just a way of the world, with boys and girls
I'm adjustin' to my environment
(Yeah diamond in the, diamond in the, diamond in the)
This government cheatin' us, so I'll cheat 'em back
Why can't work feel like retirement?
(Diamond in the back)

I wanna
(Sunroof top)
I wanna
(Diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)

I wanna
(Yeah diamond in the back)
Could use a
(Sunroof top)
Yo wanna
(Diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)

I wish I had a
(Yeah diamond in the back)
I wanna
(Sunroof top)
I wanna
(Diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)

I wanna
(Yeah diamond in the back)
And I wanna
(Sunroof top)
I wanna
(Diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)

Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta

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