Get your ones get your guns, muthafucker it's on. New millennium and what? Bleek reborn. All the haters eat a dick, who I'm riding with bitch. You know the game and the name, I ain't change for shit.
Yo, yo, yo, yo, aiyyo. Who sleeping on Bleek, wake his ass up. I'm a show em all the money. And the ass I pass up. . How I'm N.Y. deep. Who snitched to N.Y.P..
Thats right, up front and personal. . Where my niggaz at? Where my bitches at?. I love these streets, what you think of that?. My whole team rock rocks, we dont speak to cats.
G-yo, g-yo. . Aiy yo I'm back wit' it, still tote the gat wit' it. Still got it locked, I sold some crack wit' it. Who could fuck wit' it? Not a soul, I'm out of control.
Yeah, yanahmean?. Just some for all my niggas in the hood. They always ask me, what I got to say to the youths and. Yanahmean, when I do these interviews.
Yeah, yeah, right back niggaz, huh. Yeah, that bounce we need ya know. Marcy, where we at, huh? Right here. Let me hear some new shit, yeah, niggaz. Just Blaze, you a muhfucker wit' these beats.
My friends keep telling me the same. But in the night I call your name. And then I turn around just to find. An empty space. Where you used to be thinking of me.
I wonder who'll turn out the lights. In your world tonight. Whose shoulder will your head. Be restin' on. . Will your hungry arms be reachin'. For someone you feel you need.
You ever meet somebody with all the potential in the world?. But, they just cannot seem to get it together,. And it is always one thing after the next,.
Old boy Jack,. He knows just where the party's at.. I'm talkin' good times that care,. Free kind is hard to find.. Call Jamie. and Johnny's comin' too..
It is the memory of. Dancing in the sun and. Walking in the rain and. Smoking every day, yeah.. On the best green, I. Swear it is not this good in. Anybody else's hood oh,.
My ideals are not refined,. I work for the greater blind.. Miscommunicate my cause:. Blame it on sacred law.. Im an insult to your fate,. My God youve betrayed,.
It takes a worried man to sing a worried song. I'm worried now but I won't be worried long. Well this train I ride is twenty one coaches long. This train I ride is twenty one coaches long.
World what have I done to make you frown on me to cast me endlessly. Into your variety what have I done what have I done. World what have I done to numb my brain with wine to lose all track of time.
I see my wife working, ironin' my shirts. And my mind goes to another day. And to another woman who might have been my wife. If things hadn't turned out this way.
I'm the center of attention in this barroom. Cause I've got a biggest heartache of the year. And each night those swinging doors reach out for me and draw me in.
Wine pretty red wine pretty red wine pretty red wine pretty red wine. It cost me my family cost me my home and gave me a dark dirty street to roam. Made me a drifter made me a bum a lookin' for a hand out a lookin' for a chum.
Cross the table over coffee just this morning. My woman caught me by surprice without a warning. She said honey you talked in your sleep and then she began to weep.
If my years were less if my shoes were new I'd pack my things and I'd leave you. Hitch myself to some westbound train you'd never see me again. If I could dream as I once could I'd be gone it'd be good.
I tried so hard to make you love me and all alone your love's been dying. I'll let you go because there's nothing I can do what's the use in just me trying.