Oh baby, I was born with a fast fuse I got no time to love, just a city to abuse Oh baby, I was born with a fast fuse I got no time to love, just a city
I tell you something isn?t right The way i?m feeling kept me up all night I fix myself another drink I guess that?s crazy i need time to think And all
Face check, I walk this beach I'm frying in the heat In the cauldron stir me Chomp down my diamond teeth I ain't got The simple things in life I feel
Take me into the night, I'm an easy lover Take me into the fight, I'm an easy brother I'm on fire Burn my sweet effigy, I'm a road runner Spill my guts
There we were thick as thieves Frightened by shadows and the autumn leaves We wore stolen hats, fitted soles Aided by lies amongst the media foes And
Kill me if you dare, hold my head up everywhere Keep myself right on this train I'm the underdog, live my life on a lullaby Keep myself riding on this
Never took a punch in the ribcage, sonny Never met a soul who had no shrine Keep this all in your mind and get it inside my window What do we become
Mist covers the ground in the city Engine rumbles quiet as we drift by I wish you could see it through my crooked eye Oh, your beauty plays me just like
I will follow you now wherever you go I'll be with you now, stick around forever And I never wanna see those tears again, no, no When will you realize
Nightmares, oh nightmares come on now Getting my days all wrong now Risen from prison an outlaw Spending our time in the lion's jaw In the end you sink
This is the end of the tracks Where the fountains climb into your eye Nobody's hurting and nobody's lying They climb into your eye never to die They
Ruff Ryders niggas, blood in, blood out Sheek, Methical Yo yo, hey yo Soon as I cop the nine, I pop the nine But when I take it out the box, I represent
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh huh, yeah, yeah, yeah Knock, knock, who is it? Knock, knock, who is it? Knock, knock, who is it? Nigga, let me the fuck in Knock
Eve: I use to be shy and now I'm a ruff ryder Man: the ruff ryders, the ruff ryders, ruff ryders, I'm a ruff ryder baby, wussup Eve: nigga you can't
All my niggaz on the east side if you rydin' throw it up All my niggaz on the west side if you bangin' throw it up All my niggaz on the south side, get
of the thugs (Yeah) Ripped it in the streets (Yeah) Loved in the slums (Yeah) Who am I? (A Ruff Ryder) Who am I? (MR. North Carolina!) This gon' be
run when she pull back the cock shit Stop, drop, shut 'em down open up shop shit Got 'em goin' crazy, wonderin' when they could cop shit First lady, Ruff Ryder
Intro What, what You over there Styles? Yeah dog Second album nigga, real L.O.X Blaze We run the streets, yall know who to bet (C'mon) Fuck yall niggas
