. Who knows, won't you believe it, would it help me if you were so? Who knows, take it or leave it, who knows what the future holds? Who knows, won
see. Who knows, won't you believe it, would it help me if you were so? Who knows, take it or leave it, who knows what the future holds? Who knows,
I I And we been playa hated [say what?] I don't know and I don't know why Why they want us faded [ahehe] I don't know why they hate us [yeah] Is it our
stacks like the international house of pancakes All alone ready to phone me and your hand shakes Palms is wetted Dawns regret Never the walk miles for
one they adore, who they came to see (who they came to see) You?re a ? rock star (baby) Everybody wants you (everybody wants you) Player? Who could really
Fresh outta flight school 'cause I'm fly right here Ain't nothin free, I'm chargin' to breathe air If it's not a Maybach really who da hell cares? My
that there's more for me Than just a simple life N-ggas that I used to hoop with is doing triple life Gave up the jump shot Work on the john shot Who
I I And we been playa hated [say what?] I don't know and I don't know why Why they want us hated [ahehe] I don't know why they hate us [yeah] Is
the earth cry I came to the shores of America disguised as a pillar The alpha and omega and the home of the beggars, the black sellers Who been beaten
who's the star I made it this far Made it without yo' money Made it without yo' car Made it without yo' naggin' Now look who's the star Ya know what
mile or so from here But I've always been the kind for pullin' up stakes I ain't ever been like me to put down roots But now I'm thinkin', shoot, who
back I got these worn out red boots on And I got a brand new favorite song And I can name some people who'd say that I got it all wrong But I know plenty more who
'm reminded of the four Evangelists Who preached the Gospel There was Matthew, Mark, Luke and John And when I see the Five, I think of the five wise virgins Who
the international house of pancakes All alone ready to phone me and your hand shakes Palms are sweatin', Dawn's regretin' Never to walk the miles for
In an office two miles underground They can't tell night from day Secretaries typing errors of judgement In eternally full in-trays Phones ring in, get
"7 Mile, Gratiot, 6 Mile, 5 Mile" (Esham) In Detroit, everybodys hungry, trying to hussle In Detroit, nobody's got a deal with Russel In Detroit, you
"7 Mile, Gratiot, 6 Mile, 5 Mile" [Esham] In Detroit, everybodys hungry, trying to hussle In Detroit, nobodys got a deal with Russel In Detroit, you
