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(Chorus: Layzie) |
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We go up, we go down |
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We go round, we go round |
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Come and take a look at our life |
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We go up, we go down |
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We go round, we go round |
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Come and take a look at our life |
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Ride the rollercoaster (HEY) |
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Ride the rollercoaster (HEY) |
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Ride the rollercoaster (HEY) |
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Of life |
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Ride the rollercoaster (HEY) |
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Ride the rollercoaster (HEY) |
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Ride the rollercoaster (HEY) |
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Of life |
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(Verse 1: Bizzy) |
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Through all the ups and downs, town to town, city to city, holy ground |
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Though I have milky way, silking it like Doug and Dave |
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Westside feel me, when we play, what's the dealeo? |
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Silly to try Bizzy, he's a pistol packing, is he? no |
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Better believe it, leave it, heat it, be it, it's nothing but a thug thing |
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Buck Buck, what the fuck? baby boy's blessing me |
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Reeping the while, bless to the pile, shine in your glory |
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No faces, no stories, they saints, and we'll go or we |
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There'll be heavy mortems, maximum Lay and B, they'll be smashing em |
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Ghetto fashions, unfassen your eyes, sing on the acranum |
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Casting them demons out of us, crowding to see what's found in us |
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Rationalize the movement, keep grooving and moving sounding us |
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Rounding us, unprofounding us, mounding us, still pitches |
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Pitchers, quicker, swifter, bounty hunters are witches |
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Through the ups and downs, round for round, now I live with Christ |
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Yes, this is the second God and praise God for life |
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(Chorus: Layzie) |
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(Verse 2: Bizzy) |
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Now where do we come from, hollow point mixed with dum dum |
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Ride on the level with the rhythm I'm rocking, shh, nobody can stop it when we deeply come |
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Now better get your money mayne, better get your dollar dollars |
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Gotta get down for my thang, cause that rain will litterally leave you swallowed |
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Pound for pound, round for round, outta my mind now |
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Huh, I don't know the time, the lord is with you, you can shine now |
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Grind now, climb now, trigger got me pow pow |
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Lil' Lay it's going down, you should bust your rhyme now |
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(Verse 3: Layzie) |
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Look at us, breaking up to make up, when it occurs, it all seemed tragic |
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Maybe it's a blessing in disguise cause man them boys are back at it |
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It's like magic, christ with passion, tribulations is fasting |
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Now the whole world thugging and bugging, to the music that's clashing |
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Through the static, sometimes speratic, some days when I'm lacking |
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I fall down but I get up and I can still get it cracking |
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Give me action, some satisfaction, a couple moments of laughing |
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You know the ones that get me through this precious life that I'm passing |
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(Chorus: Layzie) |
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(Verse 4: Layzie) |
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We suffer and struggle through many of things, I'm counting my blessings, fulfilling my dreams |
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I treasure my life and the love that it brings, I give it all up to my heavenly king |
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Know what I mean? riding and rolling, my hands in the air, when I'm moving, I'm coasting |
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I'm leaving a legacy, where they toasting, ten toes on the Earth, I'm posted |
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And I come from America, mass hysteria, niggas be caught in the scandal |
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It's the land of the free, but baby believe me, they're quick to make an example |
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Mike Vick got his contract cancelled, T.I. tried to buy protection |
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But where was the push on Bush, I think the president stole the whole election |
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Then they took our children to war, they over there fighting for oil |
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America's so damn spoiled, gotta make sure my tempers don't boil |
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Damn right, I'm a ride for the war, until they even the score |
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Ya'll better just open the door cause we coming to kick it in, wanting some more |
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(Chorus: Layzie) |
