shine Bright lights, night lights, head lights Shh, no lights but the infrared lights Yeah, long life, don't like to ask twice You killing me baby, this the past life
or we can share it like the last slice Always felt like you was so accustomed to the fast life Have a nigga thinking that he met you in a past life
and the crew win the gold B.M. O.D-ing, top speed Blowing through the sweet night breeze where ever life leads Anything's better besides a tight squeeze, sliced
Charades pop skill, water hyacinth Named by a poet, imitation of life Like a coy in a frozen pond, like a goldfish in a bowl I don't want to hear you
gasoline? Well burn motherfucka burn American dreams Don't everybody like the taste of apple pie? We'll snap for your slice of life I'm tellin' ya why
Salvador The afternoon sunlight Is folding around us The dishes are done The buildings here Tall as our mountains Slice through the windows And cut off
sure that those days never end If only I could do it all again Just to have one more chance I'll never let it go [Fabolous talking over Chorus] I mean life
Let's groove tonight Share the spice of life Baby slice it right We're gonna groove tonight Let this groove, get you to move It's alright, alright Let
people by surprise. Strengthen a journey, we would rather, snather, snatch a life, your still gonna pay the price, and they just might, go pick up a knife and slice
that just happen last night Knuckle game changed quicker than lighting Hit 'em or slice 'em, either stick 'em or blast pipes, it's the fast life I tried
took her virginity in ninety-one Now that she's open everybody want to tap somethin' Go get your own don't make me have to fuckin' clap somethin' I love my shorty more than life
we see you Best believe that it's on I dedicate this to my niggaz gone My nigga use to ride with me, get high with me An' fly with me, slice them pies
words, I could triple that in verse Open your mind you see the circus in the sky I'm Ringling Brothers, Barnum & Bailey with the pies No matter how you slice
The final disappointment Harry looked in the mirror thinking of vincent van gogh And with a quick swipe lopped off his nose And happy with that he made a slice
The final disappointment Harry looked into the mirror thinking of Vincent Van Gogh and with a quick swipe lopped off his nose And happy with that he made a slice
around, turn around) Long life, may you live a long life (Turn around, turn around) Long life, may you live a long life (Turn around, turn around) Long life, long life
this far I gotta few more feet but it's still 'The Longest Yard' Man, it's 'The Longest Yard' I ever had to get in my life And see my life ain't right