I comprehend this moment I know we'll live again And if I heal your wound We will make love again And now we're slipping through this millenium We should feel sorry for
your money an your cocaine I've lost all of my enemies I've lost all of my enemies I've lost all of my enemies I spent the summer waiting for you! An
This time I'm, Not sorry I'd do this all again. It's all gone, but dont worry, We won't just start again... 2 years now, and counting. We watch them
dont know... its just because. Yeah yeah! (Chorus) The way you, Know I'll change its what you wait for! The way you, Know I'll Change! its what you wait for
We dont know... its just because. Yeah yeah! (Chorus) The way you, Know I'll change its what you wait for! The way you, Know I'll Change! its what you wait for
clap with your frame like a fucking garage (Yeaaaah) This hood shit, you and Drake ain't built for -- This the shit the other bitch almost got killed for
same shit now The Local Mobb Grill and let y'all niggas know I'm dead I'm serious, somebody can get killed Wait for the fire drill and when you start
like a f-cking garage, yeah this hood sh-t you and Drake ain't built for this the sh*t the other bitch almost got killed for I'm still counting what
is short is what some nigga said Not if you measure life by how one lives and what he did And funny how these black killer companies is makin' money
next to me got a fat ass Then I'll probably give her my number Yeah, I throw my dollars up high And they land on the stage, dance on We got company coming over Would it kill
can fall in love with dreams--not afraid Not afraid to let you up and leave Do your thang maryjane mess with all my folks?got 'em high For the days that
the bottom of a botteless industry. Now-a-days all i got is my pride and my dignity. You ridin with sympathy They say misery needs company, why keep em company
I aint piss poor I'm big poppa plus I'm 2pacalypto my mind is a weapon what I need to pop a clip for huh, I'm doing this for hip hop Im coming after
to get the crowd up It's hard time, "V" time, nigga ya times up Get rowed up for the reunion L kill'n 'em, Dilla kill'n 'em Maybe we could hook up again
it up Make that money and stack it up Or spend it all in one place, what you want from me? I can't tell you how to run yo' company And don't start bitchin
over pillows and covers The low man at the bottom of the totem pole Used to go the Salvation Army for school clothes Now I'm a whaler, tycoon bro, everyday is Christmas Record company
