Say you'll be here with me all night Won't let it go in the daylight Say you'll be here to fight And we will make it right You're holding my hand so tight Promise you will be around when the sun goes down We can't win if we don't play

How's it goin' down? If it's on 'til we gone then I gots to know now Is you wit' me or what? What type of games are bein' played? A lot of niggas cut the cheque so they can take this flow What these bitches want from a nigga? On some DMX shit I grew weak

Are you gonna play me, though, This song was never meant for the radio And I don't have time for a playlist How much will you pay me though? I get in forget the radio spin, I'm just doing my thing, I never had a playlist in my heart, oho Now I need an A

I've got a pocket full of pretty green I'm gonna put it in the fruit machine I'm gonna put it in the juke box It's gonna play all the records in the hit parade This is the pretty green, this is society You can't do nothing unless it's in the pocket, oh

Give you a halo At your neck, ready or not I got cashflow, bitch droppin' the ass low Ride dick like a lasso Me and Pluto, astronauts Just like a astronaut We don't detox Playin' in the mud, all these drugs

So don't give up, it's just young lovers' romance I'm not discardin' you like broken glass There are no winners when the die is cast There's only tears when it's the final task We fall down like dogs playin' dead Well, our love's not worth playin'

I wanna die If you're the death of me darlin' Somebody always loses And we still play the game Lets make it up baby Cause I ain't gonna fight I know you ain't a liar But you don't tell the truth And you're walkin' on a wire

We be ballin' hard, yeah, I just want some paper, yeah NCAA, yeah, we the young and dangerous, yeah I'm playin' with the clit like a guitar NCAA, yeah, set the record straight (Set it) Come on in (Come on in), come on in (Come on in) Honorable C.N.O.T.E

And I can hear the Delta callin' From the light of a distant star When Henry plays his steel guitar I can see my future and I can feel my past Remember if you can When cotton was picked by hand Down in Dixy under southern sky Working from sun to sun

They played a leading role to win the 2nd war Called in to serve And they knew what to do They were the heroes of the cold Warrior soul, they signed a book of history They live forever more Dropped down to a world of ice A platoe of frozen lakes A Nazi