see 'em I don't run up to 'em Between me and you, yo you know I run right through 'em [Bis] Calm down [Rip] Who you telling to calm down nigga, I'm
a game It's every man for self, you can't trust no one else I'm ready for whatever goes down But what type of life is this to live For an R and B singer
out their way You can't turn back the tide Or tame a hurricane Saturday night's gotta count for something Saturday night's gotta be a rage Saturday night's gotta count for
I comp too Block one, we pop two For the love for my family, and my seed Makin' sure them records live on, from now until infinity I'm from the 34, live
building of all Give a warning to those below and let the tears fall [Chorus: Slug] (And with the) all the head splitting tears, cement breaking weeping for
Getting older and dignified I thought we could go out for a ride Look at gravesites and pretend that we're inside Trade headstones for the night Relax and
, tired of fighting you, no And it's not gonna change Counting down, make that sound And you know it makes no sense Counting down till you mess around And
nigga shoot and whip out the shank and start stickin niggaz Get jacked for prior burnings, we jack for Higher Learning No concerning, is life worth living or learning
And it don't stop and it won't quit (I'm gonna buy me a gun) And it don't stop and it won't quit And it don't stop and it won't quit (I'm gonna buy me
Benz I hit the strip I let my music buck drinkin liquor and I'm lookin for a bitch to fuck Rather die makin money, than live poor and legal as I slang
't know how I don't work this shit for free And I was lookin' up for this nigga, know what I'm sayin And this other nigga is over here listenin' And this
I was stupid And you broke me down I'll never be the same again. So gracias for showing me, That best friends can not be trusted, And gracias for lying
at capcity and that will blast for me bad for me so i gotta count my blessings one never do what they do two only you can be you three and everyone wanna
in krossroads and it wont let me leave [CHORUS] Let this be a lesson to all of you who has to reach out and contact the world of beyond you young people
up for a second and help the betters count thier blessings But instead I grab the clutch then at my knees are limps much longer A plastic flimsy songbird plastic busy long turns for
one might rejoice, one soul unite one voice. Pray for all of us, Father let us not take things for granted, and please let us count each and every one
you cheat the one you call on And she left you all alone But the tears you shed you can count on But your tears won't let you down so cry, cry, cry
let it go I might laugh and joke but I'll let a nigga know I'm the same motherfucker from 84 And I still do it in the aftershow And I don't like to