express the way we feel but I'll try my best to express my thoughts 'cause I know that they are for real these feelings that I have bottled up deep
on crashes and burns to ashes That's when I wake up, alarm clock's ringin', there's birds singin' It's spring and Haile's outside swinging I walk right up
Please don't cuss girl that don't suit you His name 40 and his name future Oliver's here and you know me ho I'm the cash cow front man of o.v.o. I am
hungry in the first place" And so I turned around To the cashier again I shrugged and said, "Okay Forget the chicken sandwich then" So I pick up my change Pick up
fly I woke up on the wrong side of the sofa Eatin most of rollacoastas rollin ova Son of an act mom was a soldier slightly embarrassed about how i growed up
[Jonghyun] When I see myself during these times I feel that I really am young Even with you in front of me I don't know what to do [Onew] To the people
[ Jae Millz ] One time for B.I.G Wave a finger front to back I ain't gotta tell you where i'm from, you see it on my cap 501's on my leg Polo men on
stand and never sit We're 2 live, 2 black, 2 strong Doing the right thing, and not the wrong So listen up, y'all, to what we say We won't be banned in
someone?s ass If you don?t understand, don?t even bother to ask A father who has grown up with a father-less past Who has blown up now to rap phenomenon
joints later still lounge Fresh, from flatbush in my baggy booster gets Style is tight ees bust the cami' fatigues 50,000 leagues of black, so what's up
Good morning, Brook-nam" Another stop on the train (Wake up wake up wake up ) We come to a stop that everybody got to make Whether you local or express
Ghetto to ghetto, backyard to yard We tear it up y'all, bless the mic with the Gods, come on Precious metals round our necks and arms We tear it up y'
ghetto, backyard to yard We tear it up y'all, bless the mic with the gods (come on) Precious metals round our necks and arms (yea) We tear it up y'all
And what's left of talents in chests beneath oceans Welled up behind eyelids has yet to be salvaged A world of emotions, a guess that it might be okay That it could be all right if expressed
Yo, you can't fake it life's only what you make it Front, be a snake, mess around, get your weight it Ex-school boy wanna go and try to take shit Found
miraculously killed the n***a who was layin' in the passengers seat flow sick, no shit, roll six head crack, walk the streets with my chain out for frontin
That just makes the bitches melt, only on WLUV Hello, baby, I was thinking about you So I wrote this song I like to dedicate this to the love That has expressed
