Woodrow Wilson takes us into World War One Warren Harding next in line It's Calvin Coolidge; he does fine And then in nineteen twenty-nine The market crashes
from Love isn't it, now we've gone into Love head first time with you-ah you-ah Risk taker just kiss me now Forget later, skydiver Come down baby my
With my hands tied, you couldn't beat me if you bitches tried. Either you high or sippin' that shit Wayne on I get top dollar for whateva my name on Go
throwing pebbles, and my daddy said "stay away from Juliet" And I was crying on the staircase begging you, "Please don't go..." And I said... {Taylor} Romeo take
matter what, you've always been by my side You've always been my best friend You're the love of my life You're everything to me You never left my side You're my
my best to understand All that your love can bring Oh, half of my heart's got a grip on the situation Half of my heart takes time Half of my heart's
I wanna tell you lies I wanna write you books I wanna turn you on I wanna make you come Two hundred times a day I wanna dry your tears Every time you
every step I take I know that I'm not alone: You take the home from the boy, But not the boy from his home. These are my streets, the only life I've ever
on that road Every step I take, I know that I'm not alone You take the home from the boy but not the boy from his home These are my streets, the only
got the socks and more pigeons up here Evilyn lost the fuckin' records Now it's show time, time to flow time Evil lost the records but we still gotta go time
though Evil's car blew up We made it home and then I crashed out Thinkin' 'bout my all-night death bout Then somethin' woke me up from my dark sleep
People, it's time for the Ice crush So listen to my words, I bring much sense As I commence my lyrics intense get telephoto Break out your big lens Look
Because when I come to get that ass I'll leave your whole block filled with hot brass So punk,don't make me pop my trunk Show you my amps and my Mossberg
weight fame There'd never been no cash made in it So who thought you could get paid with it? Just crash the club with my crew and then I'm outta there
You front hardcore, but I don't feel ya Kids from my hood'll take your punk ass and peel ya Let me check my Rolex quick because time's money Squintin