morning And then I think about it I'm the mayor of the city Yo where you all at man? Verse (Ghostface Killah) Yo it's Staten Island New York the forgotten
1:] Oh man, feels like I'm losing control Forgot what it's like to rule my world She got me and she got me good I don't even wanna hang around my boys
eye I'm from a place where ya either kicked out or die shit real when they catch you at the wheel and blow your face out the ride (Chorus x2) Styles P: If you forgot
was a lover With beautiful long brown hair (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) When I walk down any street Men would stop and stare (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Boys
mind had dealt with the books of Zen, Tao the lessons Koran and the Bible, to me they all vital And got truth within 'em, gotta read them boys You just
Saturday's boys live life with insults Drink lots of beer and wait for half time results Afternoon tea in the light a bite Chat up the girls they dig
8 - Mack Maine] Michael Wade family in the building you can't hold us, Me, Taz and Wayne be the three new moguls, Buffet around here y'all boys scrape
wife Every mornin' I woke up to the same shit Everybody sayin' that I ain't shit Them boys in the streets on that hate shit Them boys on the same street
Yo, why y'all had to bring this up man? I mean it ain?t like I forgot but It?s like I wouldn't thinkin? about it man But now that you wanna talk about
Me and some of the boys were sitting around the other night Started talking about politics, religion, love and life And what a shame it was about 9/11
] We're like fire and ice, Taking over the whole world (The whole world). From the mountain tops, Down to the boys and girls (Boys and girls). And the
on the windows There's a four poster bed for a reason On the floor there's a box full of secrets It won't be opened Here older boys and girls would
's nothing owed to you All I want is to lose myself and stay so close to you, whoa The river is cruel its pipes are sprayed with long forgotten names Big boys
, is she lying to your head well it depends on the truth, huh see I'm realistic and everyday can't be terrific I just seen one of my boys get ticked
me bitch Both of us was in the same class In 02 in Antioch Nash-Ville I wanted you so bad That I forgot to mind my manners Everybody wanted them panties
you pinned down to the floor But it's your own fault you said three magic words When that's the one for the birds When you said that she forgot other boys
I had recently Say they got me on CCTV And them pussyole boys told on me Can't understand why these boys keep snitchin' Can't understand why these boys
There is no beginning to the story, a bookshelf sinks into the sand And a language learned and forgot, in turn is studied once again It's a shocking bit