find some hope to borrow Tomorrow, tomorrow Will be a better day Tomorrow, tomorrow Tell us now to doubt But, I don't know what you're talking about Nothing's ever what
some hope to borrow Tomorrow, tomorrow Will be a better day Tomorrow, tomorrow Tell us now to doubt But, I don't know what you're talking about Nothing's ever what
other, hey man, you know what I mean I don't mean to scare you But you're the one who came here And you're the one who's gotta take her when you leave
you there and I continuosly stare at pictures of you I never got to say I love you as much as I wanted to but I do yeah I say it now and you can't hear
you somethin'? Uh huh I know what you wanna hear 'Cuz I know you want me baby I think I want you too I think I love you baby I think I love you too
crowds move for free, I ain't getting' paid nothin', so why you frontin'? With all that hard talkin' you're about to start something You don't really
I love the way that you talk (o0o I love) And I love the way that you (I know you herd this before) Nobody else but you (But I think I love ya) Chorus
time if you talk I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, nigga I'm from New York I got a semi automatic that spits next time if you talk And I know Y'
bitch so ya' all know Now heffer don't act stupid, 'cause y'know who I am The nigga quick to talk shit and don't give a damn I tell that hoe run, man
fire again So don't leave nothing to remind me Of what a fool I've been You act like you don't know what I'm talking about You're hoping that I'll see
it come to the women I just switch like a mood ring But I'm rich, I'm high on the food chain I'm hot, I smoke like two trains I'm trained, I know how
nothing less than the best I don't just flip shit anyone can kid, I stick the landing and stand out, amongst most so don't stress Trying to touch us,
so ya' all know Now heffer don't act stupid, 'cuz y'know who I am The nigga quick to talk shit and don't give a damn I tell that hoe run, man that hoe
you talk (you talk) I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York (New York) I got a semi-automatic that spits next time if you talk (you
for you, one for me Two for you, one-two for me Three for you... [Ghostface] What? I'll smack fuck out ya Smack fire out your fuckin ass, what the fuck
you But instead, you let them fool you You went into talkin' that bullshit you been talkin' Walkin' that stank strut you been walkin' I don't play that, ring
sides, all you feel is pain And you don't even know your own name Try to get up for the next round and pout it You think you survive? I doubt it Bring