for the two of us yes i think it's getting better almost everyday i could give a damn for what those people say all i want to do is lose myself in your room
You betta count your money (Repeat 8X) [Krayzie Bone] The name is Krazie, big bad ass bone Wanted up north for all the gold that I stole Along with some
car on some gloss paint People walking down the street untill they feet stank I got accountants out here handling big thangs As i slip into the crib wit the sashay Have my room
the lot bumpin' our underground rap tapes Paul and juicy part 2, and for another one, hey just couldn't wait We back at the crib sweatin' into the room
iz...?) all the heads know we hold the best endo north cali all the way to Diego slang elbows lay real low nobody move in the room till we say so king
's been a good time I got a good team Good friends Good family Good food Good drink (Haha) Good life man It could be worse That's what I tell myself everyday
these thugs can marinade, marinade We straight, get high, so high, That's how my mental, that's how my mental state is like parlay, parlay Like everyday
your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday. Do one thing everyday
to crawl has learned to walk I have mastered The Art of Rhyming now I am so bored I seen a mushroom to the north, from a porch It was odd, every dog in
!) [Verse 2: Common] I lay terror in this era like Che Guevera for the people to make or wait it's better in a room called real I stay forever Everyday
[Hook: x2] We're not like them other MC's We're not like your everyday average savage MC We're not like these other rappers claimin' to be I'm me I'm