life, drug life Thug life, Roc life Every night (All of the lights) [Chorus 1] [Verse 2 - Kanye West] Restraining order Can't see my daughter Her mother, brother
I never expected And I need more time She's got a sister And God only knows how I've missed her And on the palm of her hand is a blister And I need more
' so you better run Run fast for your mother; run fast for your father / Run for your children all your sisters and brothers / Leave all your love and
get it all together And spend a lil' cheddar and fly in any weather *** And homie you can get the money and the power Then them *** come and holla and
loyal, my habits became lavish Dreams of new n devis Pub deals and known mastives And my home boys, aid my conditions I made ? managers, execs and assistance And
alfalfa with my collie, Rex And Rex, stop it and I see my mother standing on the back porch In a worn but clean gingham gown and I hear her calling out
We share a room and the bed Brother dear please go right ahead Brother dear come touch me here Slide to me so close and near By the bed a big black hole
with ya if it happen to sink, i pitch in with pales and pitchers, bucket and cup it back to the river then cover the leak with garbage pail kid stickers {dynamite} and
called her mother's house And asked her had she seen my baby Roll my 6 around, lookin for that missin' lady Got back in turned the TV on and caught the news And
homies and some bill collectors Cellular rings, somebody wants to borrow money I two-way her, she don't hit me back, something is funny So I called her mother's house and
Sold me out, for chicken change (Yes you did) Told me that they, they had it all arranged You had me down, and that's a fact And now you punk, you gotta
to the ghetto You know that I know what you will see 'Cause that was once me Hit it! Hit it! You see mothers And soul brothers Santa Claus, go straight
mother, And ya chuck it down ya father, Ya chuck it down a brother, And ya chuck it down ya siter, You chuck it down that one and you chuck it down Me
Oprah, While bossy pussy farts and takes a piss on the sofa, Getting home and play dick swords with the Jonas...Brothers, Your mother fucking mothers
And I'm the one little son My father ever had mmm,hmm mmm,hmm If everybody premature They're walking and singing and begging for more If everybody premature They're walking and
build a house away On top of some hill Old Mr. Joe knew he had to go, so he He got right down and wrote bank will He say now, here's to mother hen And
done carring my mother this train This Train done carring my mother,my mother,my father,my sister,and my brother. This Train done carring my mother this
gots, to be Im on another level Homie and its sad, to see That Im killin it and I aint Even a rapper B! VA where it all goes down The home of Cliffs, Missy, Trey Songz and