Been through the storm, through the cold and rain Every thing's still the same Can't control how I feel Sometimes it's hard to keep it real You see the
Ridin' the storm out, waitin' for the thaw out On a full moon night in the rocky mountain winter Wine bottle's are low, watching for the snow Thinking
Hauled himself onto the road Dust up to his nose Put that anchor down to find a place where he could go ?Cause he was looking for a shelter from the storm
The floor 'round his body slowly started to crack He was screamin' but no one could do nothin' but step back He plunged below until the level beneath
Pay attention kid. Nail Gun. Don't you ever pay any fuckin' attention. (Don't panic) Oooo (Um) Fucking Concentrate. (Scatterbrain) Unorganized cluster
[Violent J:] On the perfect night the graveyard is lit by a full moon Autumn leaves and stone often treated with an old boom Here and there the night
[Laughter] Where can I go they don't want me no mo' Where can I go they don't want me no mo' What if I plugged a screwdriver up into they guts Would they
[Violent J:] I'm shakin' so fast that you could say I'm vibratin' There's a sickness in my head a hunger escalatin' There's no other ending to this shit
Wind me up So I can keep up with you Shits so electric these days I clash with everything new I try to fire my guns I try to bang on my drums There was
[Shaggy 2 Dope:] When I was a little boy they used to laugh at the mini bus We was special wasn't many of us Where did we get to go all day? We went to
[Diddy] Hey yo Twista, it's about that motha fuckin time again. Time to let these niggas know, The originator, never to be duplicated. King of that machine
You don't wanna bring darkness into this. You don't wanna bring darkness into this! Nigger got me fucked up, Kicking on my horse like I wouldn't leave
If tomorrow the world ends And in the morning the sun don't seem to shine I will stay here forever standing right by your side you know they say (they
[Twista talking:] Uh, Uh, Ya'll already know what it is Niggaz talkin bout Twista this Twista that all I know is Twista rap I spit nigga, fuck ya'll,
Yeah, yeah, just how long little momma? I'm coming through in a minute Done here, put that little pink thang on for me, through, twister I'll have you
-Chorus- Cocaine, forget it by the quarter, bring it by the pound, straight through the border. Cocaine, Bring it 'cross the water, when it touch down
I'm doin' me and you should do you Why you worried 'bout me, you need to worry 'bout you I'm, I'm doin' me and you should do you Why you worried 'bout
[Chorus - Ray J] If we keep bumpin up against this wall They gon' call the police (woo ooh woo ooh) And if we keep makin all this noise They gon' call