Nigga this is what that jungle do That jungle made me go harder That jungle turned me to a monster You been plottin' nigga, wasn't you? I should have never even fucked with you Yeah I started in the back, had to skip the line though I'mma keep that shit

You'll be my honeysuckle I'll be your honey bee I'll be your strong and steady You'll be my glass of wine I'll be your shot of whiskey You'll be my sunny day I'll be your shade tree I'll be your Mississippi You'll be my Little Loretta

Mama told me (aye) not to sell work (mama) Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (white) Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (yeah) Young nigga poppin' with a pocket full of cottage (ay) Woah kemosabe, chopper aimin' at your noggin (ay) Had to cop the Audi,

La, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la (this one's for you) I think I made it, I think I made it I think I made it 'Cause I'm always smiling, and you are the reason now Girl, I can't explain it I had to get back, I had to report I had to get facts 'cause

I always loved that guy And he's not on T.V. anymore. He had the wherewithal Richard talks too slow He'd get interrupted long before To get before he had The wherewithal to get out before You've got to coax him slow, That's the only way that he'll

And nobody knows it but me. I should have been chasing you, That you were all that mattered to me, That I kept inside of me and maybe, That what we had was all we ever need. I should have been trying to prove, I should have said all the things, I could

A grey white face painted in a shape of a skull A shadowy Loa, with red eyes, so cold in the dark You are my call of the day Praying to open the gate You’ve been fooled by Marie For years we been sealing the deal You, for immortality Breathing, breathing

*Nas talking* "The light is there." See I come from Mississippi I was young and runnin' wild Ended up in New York City, where I had my first child I named the boy Nasir, all the boys call him Nas I told him as a youngster, he'll be the greatest man

We could have had it all (you're gonna wish you never had met me) You had my heart inside of your hand (you're gonna wish you never had met me) And you played it to the beat (tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep) There's a fire starting in my heart

I hate to see the look on your face I wish I could make myself stay But our hearts don't live in the same space So tell me how to break yours with grace And you had money and cars, looked like a star You loved me so good, I could cry Brought me roses and