I'm very sure This never happened to me before I met you and now I'm sure This never happened before Now I see This is the way it's supposed to be I
I've been waitin' on the other side For your friends to leave So I don't have to hide I prefer they didn't know So I've been waitin' on the other side
Standing by the roadside Old newspaper in my hand. Reading yesterday's headlines, Nothing new, I said it's all the same. Everywhere! I'm the fool of the
Comin' from the playground Take it straight back to the bricks Yo Chris, tell 'em where it is Chillin', cooler den a squeak, kickin' dirt on my sneakers
Iesha, Iesha so glad to meetcha See you in the schoolyard strollin' wit' your techa The lil' skirt you played was really fly She turned around and she
Bronx keeps creating it, KRS-One The bigger nigga from the Bronx, Fat Joe Bronx keeps creating it, KRS-One The bigger nigga from the Bronx, Fat Joe Aiyyo
Let's start the show off, sisters ago look alive The Queen Latifah, the King of 45 Bringing a mixture of pure flavor I make beats, she rock rhymes, so
[45 king] Let's start the show off, sisters ago look alive The queen latifah, the king of 45 Bringing a mixture of pure flavor I make beats, she rock
To the ocean we march, We walk the darkest shore, In our thousands, Beckoned by the call to arms. This place is armageddon. The ground trembles, the
BOB Bob goes to church every Sunday every Sunday that the fish ain't bitin' Bob never have to have dinner with the Preacher cos' Bob never bothered
Bloody nose, empty pockets A rented car with trunk full of guns It ain't true that the sun don't rise in Vegas I seen it once She might have been somebody
It was a straight shot, All it took was luck to not get caught I laid 3 dimes down and the machine wanted 25 cents In the back seat, her and a friend,
You ain't much of a player And you ain't playing for free You just know all the chatter And you've been chatting to me Now you're taking me down With
I just met Huston He was looking for your door He said he'd like to buy a horse I saw he had a map of the county in his hand and your house was circled
Here I am again, perfect timing The strings are ringing and the words are rhyming I used to hate the fool in me but only in the morning Now I tolerate
It was 1990 give or take I don't remember when the news of revolution hit the air The girls hadn't even started taking down our posters when the boys
This ain't exactly hell. It sure as hell ain't heaven. I love you like the dickens and I miss you like the Devil. I guess I'll do my time waitin' in this
