' glory man, cut it down If your job ain't payin' right, shut it down If your cat got 18's, let it pound And if we ever gon' do it let's do it now, see
sign you, Unless it's a show that can go on cable Uh, get off my dick hater, quit that old girl shit City on my back, flip it till it some whole world
par it's hard to push a Lex when you don't even own a car it's hard to win the batten when you can't win this war it's hard to be a man when you don
about it kid, know I'm sayin' Hip hop's the game, helped a lot of brothers escape Take it to another level, know I'm sayin' It's our music, we own this
to the ceiling Set it in flames watch what the fire revealin? Pass the hills for direction follow the vocal inflection Ricocheting inside brain section Joy for
stop ya` tryin` Chorus: Stop tryin` nigga [Pastor Troy] Okay my money was mandatory, the glory of wealth It`s plenty niggas with promises, I keep them myself I`m 15 on this
he says "two acres of plants It's easy going in but hell gettin out I wanna make this paper and I think I know how Suprise suprise I done made it back
it's the Gouch, what you talkin' bout homie?/ I'll make your bus stop short like Gary Coleman "I got more pots and strips then you..." (I make it hot
happy I'm the dop their kids are using Now some people think this business is all fame and glory But there's a flip side to that truth so let me kick my story It
I had to go grab the Calico Pass the dough before you find out what I had to blast you for Extreme laws for ones who did try to go against this Wet
from cashin in man {'What can I do?'} But squeeze without thinkin, flip without warnin I got the drop on 'em {'What can I do?'} You know, give it my best, empty this
story, No matter what it takes oh I'ma keep my glory! Sh-t! The glory, give it to me! oh, oh! I get it The glory, give it to me! Yeah You asked me
way For a person to just flip, so a brother may Simply go buckwild, get crazy and mad I know the struggle my father had Poetry it comes from within,
'Cause you ain't gotta lie to kick it This is for my niggaz, this for my bitches Nigga you could die, get flipped up and twisted Nigga you know we ain
Flip Money is the case, yeah, usually when it's switched It's Chamillitary mayne, now say it cause it sticks Even with Paul, I never tried to steal all
right). So buck my sound, I put it down for the underground, I got the women cause I'm slamming, jamming. Got it going on it's time for this new producer
work it out oh oh We gonna work it out oh oh We gonna work it out [Soundclip: I have a dream] I got a dream We gonna work it out oh oh we gonna work it
't live without it on We can't live with out it It's hard to see the damage done We can't live with out it can we We don't care the meaning the sense