| Yo, we obviously need to tone it down a bit | |
| Running round town spending time like it’s counterfeit | |
| Everybody catching hay fever like sinuses | |
| Step in my arena let me show y’all who the highness is | |
| You might say I could be doing something positive | |
| Humble head down low and broke like promises | |
| Soaking and broken in a joke like comics is | |
| Not enough paper to be paying folks compliments | |
| But when that paper got low so did my tolerance | |
| And it ain’t no truth in a dare without the consequence | |
| Listen if it not for these hood inventions | |
| I'd just be another kid from the block with no intentions | |
| On the dock of that bay serving a life sentence | |
| Even if I’m going to hell I’m gonna make an entrance | |
| Yeah let em know I’m getting cheese like omeletes is | |
| But I’m the toast of the town like Thomas' | |
| We’re all on a journey | |
| Down the hall of memories | |
| Don’t worry 'bout what you ain’t got | |
| Leave with a little bit of dignity | |
| Never loved what I had | |
| Always felt like I deserved more | |
| But when I | |
| Make it to the other side | |
| Make it to the other side | |
| That’s when we’ll settle up the score | |
| Yo, we did this in remembrance of | |
| Faces from the past we no longer have an image of | |
| Carrying cold blood hearts that never been for love | |
| Brothers keep going for theirs but never get enough | |
| World travelers that seen it all and did enough | |
| Only to return to learn the world wasn’t big enough | |
| Damn, how long has it been? I guess the jig is up | |
| Now all I know is I’m about to wake this nigga up | |
| Yeah that hindsight, 20/20, now niggas dead on the money | |
| Trying to take something from me it’s a wrap like a mummy | |
| Undun I am becoming and when he’s tired of running | |
| Through the layers of the onion | |
| He’ll probably shed a tear cause they’ll be no more fast times | |
| Just his weak mind scrolled out like a bad sign | |
| He never had enough and got confused when they asked why | |
| Life is only a moment in time and it passed by | |
| We’re all on a journey | |
| Down the hall of memories | |
| Don’t worry 'bout what you ain’t got | |
| Leave with a little bit of dignity | |
| Never loved what I had | |
| Always felt like I deserved more | |
| But when I | |
| Make it to the other side | |
| Make it to the other side | |
| That’s when we’ll settle up the score | |
| I’m sitting on top of the world ready to jump off | |
| Thinking of various ways to breaking the law | |
| Thinking that enough is enough but still I want more | |
| Thinking of how I’m playing with fire that burned my young boy | |
| By any means necessary, don’t give a damn | |
| So every night I’m on a flight that never lands | |
| Be an asshole when the shit hits the fan | |
| Or bet your life on a bluff and a bad hand | |
| Can’t win, can’t lose | |
| Get 'em gassed, leave em leaking fuel | |
| Either way the market moves | |
| Cash rules kings, queens, prince and princess | |
| Every night I’m crossing a line that ain’t the finish | |
| Every thought is dark as a glass of fucking Guinness | |
| Too far gone to come back to my senses | |
| Now I’m on the edge of my bed making love to my meds | |
| Every moment's like a pistol to my head | |
| When I’m getting mine | |
| We’re all on a journey | |
| Down the hall of memories | |
| Don’t worry 'bout what you ain’t got | |
| Leave with a little bit of dignity | |
| Never loved what I had | |
| Always felt like I deserved more | |
| But when I | |
| Make it to the other side | |
| Make it to the other side | |
| That’s when we’ll settle up the score | |
| score, score, score, score... |
| Yo, we obviously need to tone it down a bit | |
| Running round town spending time like it' s counterfeit | |
| Everybody catching hay fever like sinuses | |
| Step in my arena let me show y' all who the highness is | |
| You might say I could be doing something positive | |
| Humble head down low and broke like promises | |
| Soaking and broken in a joke like comics is | |
| Not enough paper to be paying folks compliments | |
| But when that paper got low so did my tolerance | |
| And it ain' t no truth in a dare without the consequence | |
| Listen if it not for these hood inventions | |
| I' d just be another kid from the block with no intentions | |
| On the dock of that bay serving a life sentence | |
| Even if I' m going to hell I' m gonna make an entrance | |
| Yeah let em know I' m getting cheese like omeletes is | |
| But I' m the toast of the town like Thomas' | |
| We' re all on a journey | |
| Down the hall of memories | |
| Don' t worry ' bout what you ain' t got | |
| Leave with a little bit of dignity | |
| Never loved what I had | |
| Always felt like I deserved more | |
| But when I | |
| Make it to the other side | |
| Make it to the other side | |
| That' s when we' ll settle up the score | |
| Yo, we did this in remembrance of | |
| Faces from the past we no longer have an image of | |
| Carrying cold blood hearts that never been for love | |
| Brothers keep going for theirs but never get enough | |
| World travelers that seen it all and did enough | |
| Only to return to learn the world wasn' t big enough | |
| Damn, how long has it been? I guess the jig is up | |
| Now all I know is I' m about to wake this nigga up | |
| Yeah that hindsight, 20 20, now niggas dead on the money | |
| Trying to take something from me it' s a wrap like a mummy | |
| Undun I am becoming and when he' s tired of running | |
| Through the layers of the onion | |
| He' ll probably shed a tear cause they' ll be no more fast times | |
| Just his weak mind scrolled out like a bad sign | |
| He never had enough and got confused when they asked why | |
| Life is only a moment in time and it passed by | |
| We' re all on a journey | |
| Down the hall of memories | |
| Don' t worry ' bout what you ain' t got | |
| Leave with a little bit of dignity | |
| Never loved what I had | |
| Always felt like I deserved more | |
| But when I | |
| Make it to the other side | |
| Make it to the other side | |
| That' s when we' ll settle up the score | |
| I' m sitting on top of the world ready to jump off | |
| Thinking of various ways to breaking the law | |
| Thinking that enough is enough but still I want more | |
| Thinking of how I' m playing with fire that burned my young boy | |
| By any means necessary, don' t give a damn | |
| So every night I' m on a flight that never lands | |
| Be an asshole when the shit hits the fan | |
| Or bet your life on a bluff and a bad hand | |
| Can' t win, can' t lose | |
| Get ' em gassed, leave em leaking fuel | |
| Either way the market moves | |
| Cash rules kings, queens, prince and princess | |
| Every night I' m crossing a line that ain' t the finish | |
| Every thought is dark as a glass of fucking Guinness | |
| Too far gone to come back to my senses | |
| Now I' m on the edge of my bed making love to my meds | |
| Every moment' s like a pistol to my head | |
| When I' m getting mine | |
| We' re all on a journey | |
| Down the hall of memories | |
| Don' t worry ' bout what you ain' t got | |
| Leave with a little bit of dignity | |
| Never loved what I had | |
| Always felt like I deserved more | |
| But when I | |
| Make it to the other side | |
| Make it to the other side | |
| That' s when we' ll settle up the score | |
| score, score, score, score... |
| Yo, we obviously need to tone it down a bit | |
| Running round town spending time like it' s counterfeit | |
| Everybody catching hay fever like sinuses | |
| Step in my arena let me show y' all who the highness is | |
| You might say I could be doing something positive | |
| Humble head down low and broke like promises | |
| Soaking and broken in a joke like comics is | |
| Not enough paper to be paying folks compliments | |
| But when that paper got low so did my tolerance | |
| And it ain' t no truth in a dare without the consequence | |
| Listen if it not for these hood inventions | |
| I' d just be another kid from the block with no intentions | |
| On the dock of that bay serving a life sentence | |
| Even if I' m going to hell I' m gonna make an entrance | |
| Yeah let em know I' m getting cheese like omeletes is | |
| But I' m the toast of the town like Thomas' | |
| We' re all on a journey | |
| Down the hall of memories | |
| Don' t worry ' bout what you ain' t got | |
| Leave with a little bit of dignity | |
| Never loved what I had | |
| Always felt like I deserved more | |
| But when I | |
| Make it to the other side | |
| Make it to the other side | |
| That' s when we' ll settle up the score | |
| Yo, we did this in remembrance of | |
| Faces from the past we no longer have an image of | |
| Carrying cold blood hearts that never been for love | |
| Brothers keep going for theirs but never get enough | |
| World travelers that seen it all and did enough | |
| Only to return to learn the world wasn' t big enough | |
| Damn, how long has it been? I guess the jig is up | |
| Now all I know is I' m about to wake this nigga up | |
| Yeah that hindsight, 20 20, now niggas dead on the money | |
| Trying to take something from me it' s a wrap like a mummy | |
| Undun I am becoming and when he' s tired of running | |
| Through the layers of the onion | |
| He' ll probably shed a tear cause they' ll be no more fast times | |
| Just his weak mind scrolled out like a bad sign | |
| He never had enough and got confused when they asked why | |
| Life is only a moment in time and it passed by | |
| We' re all on a journey | |
| Down the hall of memories | |
| Don' t worry ' bout what you ain' t got | |
| Leave with a little bit of dignity | |
| Never loved what I had | |
| Always felt like I deserved more | |
| But when I | |
| Make it to the other side | |
| Make it to the other side | |
| That' s when we' ll settle up the score | |
| I' m sitting on top of the world ready to jump off | |
| Thinking of various ways to breaking the law | |
| Thinking that enough is enough but still I want more | |
| Thinking of how I' m playing with fire that burned my young boy | |
| By any means necessary, don' t give a damn | |
| So every night I' m on a flight that never lands | |
| Be an asshole when the shit hits the fan | |
| Or bet your life on a bluff and a bad hand | |
| Can' t win, can' t lose | |
| Get ' em gassed, leave em leaking fuel | |
| Either way the market moves | |
| Cash rules kings, queens, prince and princess | |
| Every night I' m crossing a line that ain' t the finish | |
| Every thought is dark as a glass of fucking Guinness | |
| Too far gone to come back to my senses | |
| Now I' m on the edge of my bed making love to my meds | |
| Every moment' s like a pistol to my head | |
| When I' m getting mine | |
| We' re all on a journey | |
| Down the hall of memories | |
| Don' t worry ' bout what you ain' t got | |
| Leave with a little bit of dignity | |
| Never loved what I had | |
| Always felt like I deserved more | |
| But when I | |
| Make it to the other side | |
| Make it to the other side | |
| That' s when we' ll settle up the score | |
| score, score, score, score... |
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