i'll trace my steps backwards so far until all my tears run dry looking further from what is feared the most i'll cherish this time i'll face hate confusion
a nigga like I?m 6 years old, how the fuck you think this shit gon? grow I?ma tell you how this shit gon? go I?ma hop off in this clean ass triple silver
this is your time this is your time this is your brain (this is my) Fine this is your line this is your mind this is your brain (this is my) Time this
the mind, really wit the nine, millie when I rhyme, silly anytime, Fine, chilly gitty on da grind, Shitty on a dime, Penny on the line, Plentys in me,
the mind, really wit the nine, millie when I rhyme, silly anytime, Fine, chilly gitty on da grind, Shitty on a dime, Penny on the line, Plentys in
this friend named, Streetlife Brown We got a bottle of red and walked downtown One hand on the jug and one on time He said, "I bet you a dollar against this
On and on Write a song that saves the world and don't be wrong Sing it up to god until she sings along Tell me how to walk the line Tell me how to lead
up lines like, 'What's your sign?' Won't get you anyplace When me and all my girls Go walking down the street It seems we can't go anywhere Without a car that goes 'Beep-beep' 'Cause this
or get in line but the carpet's still fine So keep tryin', the whole world turnin' back But we keep tryin' until we get our piece, no piece Keep firin
friend name a Streetlife Brown We got a bottle of red and we walked uptown One hand on a jug and one on time And he bet me a dollar against this next line
Finish Line (Kirk McLeod) People used to walk these hills People used to walk these streets Around this town And they used to feel complete That
drinkin' milk now [maestro fresh wes] First I learn to crawl, then I learn to walk Then I learn to talk, then I learn to rhyme Suckers try to hock my lines
the boots made for walking Now if only Best Buy could break me off with a Walkman Everything would be fine I could spend time smiling Instead of pulling a sad clown around this
feel they deserve it And this one goes to all of those that make the moves and those that have paid the dues To all of those that walk the fine line on
then 10 times 42, what's that got to do with anything this song's about This jealousy I'll do without Where am I in this fairytale, this nightingale
'm sorry to have troubled you, sir", he said "I'll let you get back to your game You know, this really is a lovely area" And as he walked off down the
quick But still can't stop this child of the night Anonymous like a letter of anthrax Just to get my point across, I derailed an amtrak Fine line between
