And I got you now, I'm not alone All I need in this life is one From the altar to the grave Trying to find a way, getting better every day And only savior of masochists It's the last days of our life and faith, amen Well, it's the dead end, slave One

Forever united here somehow, yeah My life (my life) would suck (would suck) without you You got a piece of me And honestly 'Cause we belong together now, yeah Guess this means you're sorry You're standing at my door Guess this means you take back All you

I'm coolin' but I'm booted I got thirty in my tooly I'm so smooth, don't need no lubricant Kodak making movies My lil homie he a foolie I be sticking, I be moving I'm the youngest nigga to do this shit You a lame, want to screw me You a lame that want to

Would you let me in? Even in these chains, you can't stop me 'Cause I'm the big bad wolf, now let the games begin I've been everywhere that you've been Now I've got nothing to lose and everything to win I'm already under your skin Even with these chains,

I don't drink brass monkey like to be funky Nickname Eazy E your 8 ball junkie Bass drum kicking to show my shit Rap a hole in my dick boy I don't quit Crowd rocking motherfucker from around the way I got a six shooter yo I'm mean and brave Rolling

Layla, you've got me on my knees Layla, I'm begging, darling please Layla, darling won't you ease my worried mind What'll you do when you get lonely And nobody's waiting by your side? You've been running and hiding much too long You know it's just your

I'm just slidin' down the 'crest on a hot summer day All these diamonds on it got me feelin' some type of way Drop the top on these haters 'cause the top in the way And if you ain't gettin' no money then you just in the way Took my shirt off in the vert

When the fever comes To take care of my soul And there's no one else Yes there's no one else Open up your eyes I've got nothing to say There's no one else but us In this little place Moving like the rain

Call me what you want but you can't call me broke Pull up with that choppa and a telescope Got 50 chickens in with me, runnin' around in my city Young rich nigga trappin' out Bentleys, rich nigga trappin' out Bentleys We makin' a motion picture,

Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love You'll understand what I mean when I say There's no way we're gonna give up And like a little girl cries in the face of a