Look who just walked in the door. Look who just walked in, DJ Premier, huh, word up. Oh, you got Poet wit'chu, Blaq Po' whattup man. Yo, gimme some headphones.
Reflecting on the mirrors of time the dreams of yesteryear. Looking back at things I've done and treasures I hold dear. . What might have been. What I have seen.
Where have you gone, my old friend. Should I go on, should I pretend. That you're still with me here. For another year. . How can I keep you, can it be done.
Was it the way you held my hand?. Was it the way you called my name?. Now I see, it was The Way You Loved Me. . Was it the way your eyes met mine?. Was it the beauty of your mind?.
It's so cold now living on my own. What has happened cannot be undone. There are moments I feel your arms around me. Just a moment, a moment I feel free.
I'm sitting here thinking about all the good times through the years. And I'm thinking of the bad. Was there a time I didn't do the best I could?. A good time I could have had?.
My life. Pharoahe Monch. Ayatollah. Holiday Styles. Double R. Rawkus Records. Pharoahe talk to 'em, let 'em try to understand,. Let 'em try, let 'em try now.
She strips. To get tips. Those lips and those childbearing hips. I'll throw this, I'll throw this dick on you, girl (girl). I'll throw this, I'll throw this dick on you, girl (girl).
I'm stressed out so much I'm like, "Why stress it?". Am I selfish for asking myself. "Would you rather count money or count blessings?". Now that's a wild question.
[Royce Da 5'9]. Fuck that, backpacking in a field on, who the fuck wanna get it on, get shitted on, for ten minutes long ?. [Freestyle Battle]. Battling in the same shirt and slept in.
She strips. To get tips. Those lips and those childbearing hips. I'll throw this, I'll throw this dick on you, girl (girl). I'll throw this, I'll throw this dick on you, girl (girl).
[Chorus]. Sex, and drugs, and dirty money. On the race to rule the world, you. Cut your teeth on fame and diamonds. Your time is up now. Three, Two, one.
I paint a smile on my face. But my minds in a different place. . They only see the light, but look behind the camera. And then youll find an answer on the other side.
[Chorus]. Shit ain't never gonna change... Fuck it!. Time to load the clips, then we take 'em to war.. Niggaz want to flip, then we take 'em to war.. Break a nigga proper, then we break him some more..
"Can't ya diggit, Honey?". "Rated XXX". . For the ladies, one hundred and ninety-five pounds of beef,. Chinky eyes, curly hair and gold teeth,. Swingin' with this here stud, you need practice,.
[Chorus: x4]. L O L O Dey Know Dey Know. . [Verse 1]. Shawty Lo I got flavor. Cause you know the kid got paper. Like 40 don't sav her. Bankhead! been pullin' capas.
Chorus: That's Shawty Lo That's Shawty Lo.....That's Shawty Lo That's Shawty Lo (yea) Who that man from Bankhead you already know that's Shawty Lo (who) that's Shawty Lo (okay) Everywhere I be (aye) and everywhere I go that's Shawty Lo (who) that's Shawty Lo (okay) Pull up to my hood show love to my folks that's Shawty lo ( LO)that's Shawty Lo (yea)who that man from Bankhead you already know that's Shawty Lo (yea)that's Shawty Lo.
Y'all ain't never just tripped and pictured. And just looked at the whole situation. 'Cause once you look at it. You know (Really do). . They don't give a fuck about us.
A military mind, nigga. A military mind mean money. A criminal grind, nigga. A criminal grind mean hustle. You know. . We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise.
Sometimes I feel like I'm getting kinda low. Thoughts that I'm thinkin' are the reason I know. So I try to remember, without talkin' to myself. Things that I said or maybe things that I felt about you.