me like I love you You don't need me Like I need you so bad I need you so bad The way you treat me, you control me The way you love me Lord, you make
it if I tried if I said I did I'd lie let's ride x 2 ride... {chorus} I need a favour tonight more than heaven knows I need a favour tonight... x 2
pocket full of dreams ain't buying me what I need They say I should have loved this paper 'cause it's only made from trees But I need this lavish life
black, turning black Yeah yeah yeah yeah, baby Oh lord, oh babe, whoa lord, help me see again, baby Help me walk, talk, walk stand up like a man I know Need
would be Now I see and I'm giving you thanks You need to get over, get over, get over Get over, get over, get over, get over, get over You need to get
't ya happy I chose rap, I'm amongst tha? Streets deceivin?, can't believe my achievements Cultural strata, persona's that of a non-needer Because I don't need
shit, Banned in 1994 but I'm too legit to quit. 1996, kilos was the shit, But dat were better den roofin dat shit be bad for ya skin. Niggas was ruthless, lord
but I'm 2 legit 2 quit 99 to 6 kilos was the shit But dat were batter den roofin' dat shit be bad for ya skin Niggas was ruthless and Lord knows dat
cast and there's no need to fear 'Cause people, the answer to your prayers are here Sister Mary don't you weep, tell Martha not to moan We need the love
army grenade in ya. We ain't calm, time to ring the alarm, break the Clarence's outta prison, splittin' all the guards. Whoo! Power to the people, givin' people
fuckin' grenade, nigga Fuck calm time to ring the alarm Break the niggas out of prison killin' all the guards, woo! Power to the people givin' people
tryin' to rap faster than the master Oh Lord, could you save my soul? Nigga tryin' to go platinum around 40 years old The Lord knows we can do this
songs So, I'm wondering off through the wilderness Somewhere in the valley of the shadow of death Want to hunt me down all the need for people Heaven
tryna' rap faster than the master Oh Lord, could you save my soul? Nigga tryna go platinum 'round 40 years old The Lord know we can do this shit It ain
of the people that'll support me, when I'm in a bind and all the way to depend on, I don't need to know, then I [fret], deep in the sin when the ship'
before we go any further, let's talk about friends. Bizzy: Mo Thug in him, and even all of the people that'll support me, when I'm in a bind and all
these thugs Lord, just guide em' home, guide 'em home So take, take me home 'cause I don't remember Take, take me home 'cause I don't remember Oh, Lord