s no way back You've reached the point of no return THERE'S NO WAY BACK No there's no undo you got to live with your mistakes THERE'S NO WAY BACK Remember
have to worry Married to the money, a true love story Only God can judge me, I don't need a jury Nothing standing in my way, like nothings my security Back
I got ice in my veins, blood in my eyes Hate in my heart, love in my mind I seen nights full of pain, days of the same You keep the sunshine, save me
I stayed Thankful all the way, this is how I fucking get repaid? Look at how I dress, fucking baggy sweats, go to work a mess Always in a rush to get back
faces you'd make if we ever made love (Oh, oh, oh, oh) Pulled up in the drop top Benz Hit the horn two times and you walked outside (mmmhmm) Dress keep
my way, never love me Rain keeps falling, rain keeps falling Down, down, down Will you recognize me? Call my name or walk on by Rain keeps falling, rain keeps
crazy i dont think you ready for it here we go Keri: (VERSE 1) na shawty i 'ont think you know bout me yeah while youve been talkin the talk ive been walkin the walk
Preacher man walked into the club and he said he said "Hey girl, can't you walk a mile and not stray?" Father I'm torn and I'm selling my soul to the
cast down, fixed upon the ground With eyes cast down I'll keep my eyes fixed on the sun Turn back, now it's time for me to let go Way down, had to find
else's happiness. Does your husband know the way that the sunshine gleams from your wedding band? Does he know the way, does he know the way of the
walk, walk, walk Don't stop, keep on walking it Don't stop, keep on talking Don't stop, keep on walking it Walk, walk, walk Don't stop, keep on walking it Don't stop, keep
a winter day, hot as a summer's eve Young Money thieves, steal your love and leave I like the way you walk and if you walking my way I'm that Red Bull
way I spit the Ether Came on the scene at 19, a gritty fiefa For money, power, respect, get it by any means A New Yorker, slick talker, walk like a
, I'm the answer without a question No evidence, no possession Stop stressing, shit, I got moves to make Streets is dark but still I illuminate, nigga I could see the way
the field and all the babies born Know they ain't fully prepared for this new world order So I keep it ghetto like sunflower seeds and quarter waters You walk
's that new How we come thru Mr. Sexy keep hot with us Let's go get it, tried to come get us Back, know my style Got the booties in the back, hey, meanwhile
you, stay talking Talking shit, you better watch how you be walking Coming through so that you all can really see Rhyme after me, bring you back to
Chorus You see .. in my 87 jeans That's nothing Got the mother fucker on six That's nothing .. mother fuckers don't like it do something The only way
