now Never thought I'll ever say We're halfway there We're halfway there We're halfway there We're halfway there We're halfway there We're halfway there
's a rush production, not the beat I rushed it out the studio and hit the street Now I'm rocking one more time Young girls love my Too $hort rhyme But that big
loved my show We talked for a while and it was all about Having big fun later on at her house She said her pops was gone but her mother was there And
nigga to save, one nigga to rush It's all about sex, money, life or death You gotta make a choice, is it right or left Yo Gunz, I know there's a lot
ever say We're halfway there, we're halfway there (Oh, we're halfway there, halfway there ) Oh, we're halfway there, halfway there Oh, we're halfway there, halfway there
. You're gonna get a belly ache." Jimmy: "No I'm not. I'm hungry." Momma: "I know, but you shouldn't so fast. You're rushing honey, you're gonna choke
big fat heads like eggs Benedict Pigs lick shit, rip with words in a bismol energy It's time I society beats release [Saul Williams] Inner breathlessness
big fat heads like eggs Benedict Pigs lick shit, rip with words in a bismol energy It's time I society beats release Inner breathlessness, outer restlessness
places we?ll see There?ll be treasures to find In the sparkling sky We?ll fulfill our desires Let your spirit fly free There?s no place we can?t be We
at my crowd There'll be ashes to ashes and dust to dust, The moment we bump heads nigga fuck the cuffs When I'm tourin' the smarter hoes rush the bus,
nigga come home from long bids They check for me before they see their own kids I open up accounts for 'em, we bounce tour in Major cities, arenas, headline with big time
fuck.. Because.. there ain't no motherfuckin love here.. There ain't no love here.. You know, we.. we just gon' keep doin what we do We gon' keep FUCKIN
a gig, big fat heads like eggs Benedict Pigs lick shit, rip with words in a bismol energy It's time I society beats release [Saul Williams] Inner breathlessness
we?re winning the fight. Aight! On sexism, racism. Big up my brothers, big up my brave sisters! Deep in the streets or locked up in state prisons. For too long we?re
re catchin' a contact If you can hear this you're bumpin the sound If you're in earshot you're catchin' a contact If you can hear this you're bumpin
