day they're here; Next day they're gone I pulled my coat around my shoulders And took a walk down through the park The leaves were falling around
trunk And just like that you know it's real You're in the right damn town to get killed It's all about the game and nothin' else You come out here, you
C The closest homeboy that I ever had Now when we first met, we wasn't on the same page From pettiness understandings that got cleared up with age Two young boys
we go back like D-boys with small faces And we crashin' them Ferraris liek y'all hate me [Chorus:] Pharrell I think it's somethin' hot in here, nigga
bitches, check it out Takin' and shapin' and makin' a bunch of riches Yeah man, you can call me federal [B-Legit] Yeah man, these motherfucker be ridin' around here
their hands on the fence in the back by the buses and the limousines Just to get a glance at a drummer or singer yeah anything And they come from miles around
Took off her shirt like it was nothin' at all Oh, oh what a picture Everyone assumed she'd been drinkin' When she pointed to her shoulders And said, boys, here
a job say I do and settle yourself down But what about those of us whose lives are still spinnin' around Tell me what's so great about picket fences
slow Comin around like havin sex on a mary-go Killin any scenario with my main adam generio Whos had faith in me since the beginning So there we go here
of luck lunatics They told them boys you'll soon adjust, just bring us back some lunar dust The captain he shouted down when they got there, ain't it hot in here
rhyme and make my career take a incline, I'm strick with knives, straight with razors, good with grenades and great with gadges, (yeah) been around the
from the bottom Then we turn around and run it Comfront it, we got cha Hollow points in the chamber Releasin' the anger Fuckin' around get caught up in
rip rhyme and make my career take an in climb I'm strict with knives, straight with razors Good with grenades and great with gauges Been around the world
[Archie Bunker] "It's all made up huh? Cause here he is" "You don't like anything about us. Y-you resent our attitudes, our politics, even the clothes
vamp Me on a mission y'all Dug fresh dirt out the ground Lookin' for the treasures in life A bambino picket fence around the residence I wore these shackels here