I can't go on that way Can't go that way, can't go that way I am still hangin' on and comin' on strong And I can't go on that way Earth is down and
hip-hop was just cuts and beats I seen Wildstyle dug the scene I wanna be an MC, rock, rock on, know what I mean? I started crashin' rap contests Shootin
't seem right I know where I came from and know where I'm at And my last two albums don't sound real bad I'm Too $hort, baby, I ain't no punk I'm just
out my garage, With my Rolex chain on, 'cause yo, it's time to flauge But before I hit the scene, I go to Johnny for shinin' so I can get my car cleaned
I don't do nothing much, I spend a lot of time alone Some nights I go to the drive-in, And some night I stay home I followed that dream Just like those
flip Ain't no limit to this cash, ain't nothing I can't get Five deuce Hoover cause, ain't nothing like a Crip Ride with a Revolve', I don't fuck
And sometimes his eyes betrayed him, you could see that he was sad And I tried to rock on with him But I slowly became bored Could that man on stage
good times are all gone and I'm bound for movin' on I'll look for you If I'm ever back this way Then I'll go out to Alberta Weather's good there in
's in the ground And can't see the way I let his son go around and she made a queer sound That was in the late fall when the winter came I'd not
one of the Lakers steady cuffin that paper, ladys can't fake us, so I stay cautious regardless like a million dollars keep sparkin better yet its that V.I
'mon baby, oh yeah, can you ride with me baby Ohhhwhoaaaah yeah, come girl Won't you ride (I gotta know, I gotta know) I wanna go Do you wanna go, yeahhh
Queens I was formed with my principles, way I displayed When I used to cool out where all the other kids played 'Cause I was way too ill, I would home my skill Go
the Fifth It ain't easy, seein' 'em wig-split up on the curb Pump my humps on 225, when I kick the rhyme That's five points on the Richter scale and a
't lie down? Nobody knows the trouble I've seen So I found another way to go 'Cause I can't find a girl Who understand that I can't say you know Yeah
off I don't brag I just do what I gotta So if you ask me I'ma say that I rhyme and yada yada I got lotta things on my mind to explain the business So
she can't get enough of Whitney Houston And I'm thinkin' Lord, that's all I need to know That ain't the way So when the night was over I walked her
hard, so I gotta be strong I gotta keep it right so I can't go wrong I write rhymes, Gemini my sign I got a nine I don't rhyme about mine I spit, it's
How can you be so bold to think that you'll take mine? I'm cash like Johnny it's the highway man And I'm walkin' this line the best way I can With my
