[Big Pimp]. I know that y'all feel me now. Since we dropped that Versatile. Know y'all ain't seen my clique in a while. We in the hood coming up with killing style.
The same old story. A girl meets a boy. And they fall in love too fast. But there's nobody. Who can reason with you. Before that sensation comes to pass.
I'm all about this moolah, I'm all about this bread. And if I get caught slippin', I can end up in the feds. Bitch better have my money (my money), nigga better have my money (my money).
We're just here, having a good time. With this music, ghetto youts on the grind. This is our sound, our salvation. Music is me life, not just me occupation.
[Bonus track]. . Weapons of steel, horses of thunder. He rides the wind, fighting the sin. Demons and ghosts, he pulls them under. He makes the laws and he will win.
Before I am black. Before I am woman. Before I am short. Before I am young. Before I am African. . I am human. I am human. . Because I am black. Because I am woman.
Hello morning, now when does the fun begin?. Goodbye morning, sorry it had to end. But see, I cried just a little too long. Now it's time for me to be strong.
Hey, what's on your mind?. Hey, what's that got left behind?. Tension running, how? What for?. Don't think I'm into you anymore. . Falling off the pace.
You know it hurts me. To see those people hangin' 'round you all the time. But what about someday to know you're laughin' there. It's messin' with my mind.
Holy Moses, take a chance with me. Holy Moses, silent as we be. . Because I know that you get scared some times. And I know that I lose faith sometimes.
There must be something in the signs we're reading. There must be something in the story of our history. When will you start to take the time you're needing?.
Someone left the window open,. cold air is slowly creeping in.. I'm sitting watching TV sitcoms. where everyone is happy in the end,. and I'm believe it,.
When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide. Where I stop and I turn and I go for a ride. Till I get to the bottom and I see you again..
Fire in the bones. Be the gasoline. For and empty heart. Fire in the bones. Like a cigarette. In a field of leaves. This love I have it is all that I know.
Oh they say that you would hurt me. That you'd break this heart of mine. If that's what you've been doin'. Hurt me all the time. Hurt me all the time.
HOUSTON, WE HAVE A PROBLEM [2: 50]. Joe Diffie. . Written by: Steve Dukes/Michael Higgins/Chris Lindrey. . Peaked Billboard position: Did not chart. .
Well the beer's on the bar. And the smoke fills the air. And there's a fool in every corner. Man I just don't care. Tight pants line dance stetson hats.
The only the thing I see ahead is. Just the heat a rising off the road. The rainbows I've been chasing keep on fading before I find my pot of gold. But more and more I'm thinking, that the only treasures that I'll ever know.
If l had sent a message. Like a whisper on the breeze. I reckon it's not wonder. That it never got to me. I'm down here in Kentucky. Where the sun don't ever shine.
Darkness falls. My tears fall like rain.. Blue whistle moans out your name.. Gathering spead, carrying pain.. Look out heart. Here comes that train.. .