(We) back on line (We) came to ride (We) deal (We) stack (We) multiply (We) stay on the grind (Until) we die And back for mo', cause we can't get enough I've beeeeen this way and I can't stop (ah) Hands on the ball and I won't drop (no) Half-assed rhymes

We walk through war in the halls Of dead protocols We came so close, demands were met That's when the rug was ripped out from under our feet A vicious crime, cold betrayal and deceit. Then reality hits you like a stab in the back Like a slap in the face,

Leaves are falling, the wind is blowing so cold The end, cycle, peel to the core Fall to the ground All dies again Vision faces disintegrator It all came back to me Non could be lower, crawling under The weight I can't take I eat all, wild and virgin The

All I needed for another day And all I ever knew All I needed was the love you gave Only you, only you, only you Looking from a window above It's like a story of love Can you hear me? Came back only yesterday

Till the end We're at the start and time will tell I know what's on your mind Let's lay it on the line All the things were missin' Look I just came back to town Drink that green dragon down It's time for me talk and you to listen I know my heart, I know

Hey what ever happened to waiting your turn Doing it all by hand, 'cause when everything is handed to you It's only worth as much as the time put in It all just seems so good the way we had it Back before everything became automatic Quarter in a payphone

Loves lots of money, back's against the wall Now lemme tell ya my story, I got a man-sized predicament And it's a big one, goes like this, yeah My my, ow, yeah! Never had confession, never had a home Never had no worry, until I met Domino Ain't the

Hop in another one nigga I told, I told you all Dip back in another one nigga, woah We back with another one nigga I know how I'mma get mine I know, I know Get back in another one nigga Came back in another one nigga, woah Then hop out another one nigga

We are strangers, who share a photograph Like that submarine, that never made it back Forever wasn't meant to come as fast In this moment all we have is an empty photograph We used to have it all Like Chicago Bulls in '93, hmm Then came that civil war

Goin' to run all night, goin' to run all day I'll bet my money on the bobtail nag, somebody bet on the bay. Well, I came down there with my hat caved in Oh I'll go back home with my pocket full of tin oh doo-dah day Well, the Camptown ladies sing this