Yeah, me and you She turned on the light Made my heart beat dynamite She's so together and nice, yeah I got to see her twice I like the way she moves, uh-huh When I was through Dynamite, dynamite, dynamite

What do I know, where should I go Telling me things that I can't see Who am I now, je suis enfant Who am I now, il y a longtemps The light and the chill, fermer les cils Open your ears, listening leaves Distance device, crossing the line Taken in kind,

Hey young thugs, the world is yours Yeah young thug, the world is yours Nigga the mission's to get what you don't got Get your mind right, and get your grind right See the mission's to get what we don't got Until we filthy rich and on top You better go

Rest your head now don't you cry Don't ever ask the reason why I, lost all I had (that April day) I, turned to my friends (nothing to see) I, wrote down a name (and read it twice) I, wallow in shame I, said that I love (eternal skis)

As it's getting later Heading for the corner And oh, don't let me see you crying 'Cause oh, honey, I'll smoke you 'til I'm dying Early in the morning Just trying to let the sun in And open up my eyes Already running dry

What you see is what you get 'cause I'm from out the projects Remember sliding in that Yoda ducking dodging Now my Cutlass sits so high I don't know how to drive it I'm on A1A slidin' but I ain't got no license I'm a A1 these slimes but I ain't got no

I see you even with my eyes closed Every sidewalk crack, every song I hear Every bit of you is burning like a tattoo on my soul I see you even with my eyes closed, blindfolded Heavy breath, heavy dream You're here, you're there, you're in-between Looking

Ooh ooh ooh ooh Ah ah ah ah To walk around my head all night You got me tangled like a braid, tied-twisted I don't think it's fair I don't think it's very nice I don't know why I got these feelings, yeah, I just can't seem to get away from

We, got to get this paper dog anywhere it takes, Be,fore you see a nigga like myself break, even, if it means that we rollin' outta state! Gotta get it at a good rate, get bucks, come home with the weight up! Roll out, straight to the ATL Coming from the

I hope you never see me wind up Want a song that's indelible, like manimal, What is wrong with this animal? I'm terrible Farewell, my sweet paramania I have a choice between the bat or the belt Each time I hear about the hand you've been dealt Spare me