i would say sittin' here wishin' that we had one more day just give me one more day, all I want is one more day a chance to try and relay, a message
day the working people join together we'll all rest much more easy the responsibilty you must bear when it's your own future in your hands maybe a hard one
day the working people join together We'll all rest much more easy The responsibility you must bear When it's your own future in your hands Maybe a hard one
I wish we gave it one more try, one more try, one more try, one more try 'Cause everybody knows but nobody really knows Oh, I wish you'd understand Oh, just an ordinary
is the key to sex The life is gettin' cash, drinkin' mo', gettin' blessed The games people play, the names people slay It's just another ordinary day One
, some people call it a mental phase Nigga, I got a head but ain't no screws in it I went through a stage, some people call it a mental phase Verse one
that he was one of us, didnt smoke didnt drink, didnt kiss no women... it was great cause you could really talk to buck and he would hear ya oh one time
Here we are, two ordinary people in love We once were solitary people just crossing paths Looking for adventures to live on You and I, we have talked
- in whose pocket? * Throughout the world millions of people are employed making armaments, Don't they realise that it's ordinary people like themselves
in her path she feels wrong But inside insinuation couldn't be more wrong She presses on through the world every day with more rage And the day is like
sons I raised them from young Curtis and little Earl should of been little girls 'Cause they bitch made and they act like one of my itchbays Touche! The rule is more
many ways He was always fond of the sup And people say I'm fond of a drop myself Whatever drink comes my way, it's down it goes For fear that I might one day
with beats by Kanye, yo My name on the marquee, your name off the payroll Style fresh, like I'm still a day old An' it's been like that since the day, yo On more
the clock strikes 12 all hell breaks lose We are the people with the plots and we all kill you Dressed in black my name is shhh and I shall say no more
every stop when I'm tourin' I'm that fire, on that last verse of Make 'em say uhh I ain't that same ol' same ordinary, everyday rapper Bitch, I killed
and on and on - It continues on until WE are the moderates. Right? When we are the moderates that's when we have a revolution. When ordinary people say
heard it all before and Everybody knows just how to make it right I wish we gave it one more try One more try, try (one more try) One more try, try (one more
guys Now ya pride in the way, but ya pride is the way You could mess around, get shot, die any day People die everyday all over bull shit, Dope money, dice game, ordinary
