Where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at? Have that nigga in the cut, where the wood at? Oh, them niggaz actin up?!? Where the wolves at? You better BUST THAT if you gon pull that Aiyyo, ya niggaz must be outcha fuckin mind Thinkin dog can't

Now you're just losin' your mind Woke up early this morning As I looked around my world be crumblin' down What I saw, I couldn't believe, Who are you? What might I be? Oh, the things you do Stare at the sun, one means three At the helm insanity, if you'd

I just can't get you I can't getcha offa my mind And I can't getcha off No I can't getcha off Ooh, you've got a way about you That's shakin' me offa my vine Oooh, you've got a way about you And don't you think it's way past time Only you can put it where

And know that if I knew all of the answers I would not hold them from you Know all of the things that I know 'Cause we've told each other There is no other way When your mind is a mess so is mine I can't sleep 'Cause it hurts when I think my thoughts

Rescue me from the demons in my mind Rescue me, rescue me, rescue me Sell yourself to save your soul Rescue me from the lovers in my life Sell yourself to save your soul, you gotta, oh, oh Rescue me, oh, oh Whatever you do, don't ever play my game Too

They say what's happenin'? We say the facts and if, they lie We comin' back for them They might say, but they don't know! (they say, they say) They don't know They say a nigga lost his mind But in the scheme of things I never lost a rhyme The thin line

M'Lady, M'Lady Give her some time (time, time) A smile of pleasure, Beautiful and kind A pretty face, a pretty face Oh what a gorgeous mind Sees me when I, hey, Give her some attention Just thought I'd mention that

I'm a songwriter My only weapon is my pen And the frame of mind I'm in And the things I flash on everyday They all reflect in what I say Oh yeah, a poet

Get 'em up high, get 'em up high (Ohh!) Yeah (let's go!) I said once upon a time in a city that's mine There was a nigga named Nickel that spit like Big in his prime He got a fifty two box, original tick in the mind Listenin to 'Pac and them drop with a

Oh oh oh oh 'Cause everybody's got something Something they can't hide Let it out into the open Right here, right now Please tell me that it's alright, alright, alright I wanna know In your mind then you realize you're on your own I know the feelings