Have you seen my wife, Mr. Jones? Do you know what it's like on the outside? Don't go talking too loud, you'll cause a landslide, Mr. Jones. In the event of something happening to me, There is something I would like you all to see. It's just a photograph

Your nobody till somebody kills you Its Bad Boy bitch Scram Jones the Clipse B.I.G. Niggas in my faction don't like asking questions Strictly gun testing, coke measuring Giving pleasure in the Benz-ito Hitting fanny, spendin' chips at Manny's

Tell me how this story ends The red lights mean you're leaving The white one's mean returning And I'll keep them fires burning The headlights look like diamonds The taillights burn like coals Before the fires go cold The countryside's deserted There's no

When you're the fucking greatest, many question that you're great I think I've done it all, but walk on the moon Atención los envidiosos que me quieren ver caer A lo que Dios da bendiciones nadie va a joder Would you like a taste of fame? A little bit of

Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah I will not let you go So come on love(come on, come on, come all and go) If you could see me whoever I am, it's not like a movie but it's not all skin and bones How you lost your mind and your wrist got bruised And you wanted

Stars shine whenever you're with me, I melt like the ice in your sweet tea, I just can't say no to you, girl. I'm loving you without trying, Whatever you got I'm buying I ain't no one's fool

Don't use the word "forever" We live too long to be so loved People change and I can be tethered We think we are the only ones You can't walk the streets a ghost anymore Days form like new figures down my road Each one looks more like you than you know

Disregarding me We can't receive any government relief For disregarding me Here in subcity life is hard Won't you please, please give the President my honest regards 'Cause here in subcity life is hard I'd like to please give the President my honest

No one’s gonna take my soul away Headed towards a fucked up holiday Motel, sprees, sprees, and I’m singing It's innocence lost Innocence lost In the land of gods and monsters You got that medicine I need Living like Jim Morrison Fuck yeah give it to me,

Now, make your getaway Mine is mine and yours won’t take its place Everyone’s a critic looking back up the river Every boat is leaking in this town Everybody is thinking they can all be delivered sitting in a box like lost and found But I found my place