go all the way tonight We're gonna go all the way And tonight's the night We're gonna go all the way tonight We're gonna go all the way And tonight's
was I to know I'm in the middle of nowhere Near the end of the line But there's a border to somewhere waiting And there's a tankful of time Oh give
Meek Mill) They were sleeping on me Time for me to wake them up Counting all these fucking babies till I get a paper cut kill the competition now ? then I make them up Only time
embark upon this journey But the time is running out Brother Jazzy, break it down [ VERSE 1: The Fresh Prince ] Liggedy-ladies and gentlemen, hello, and how are you doin all
dirty niggas It's tough to worry niggas thrity niggas that like to bury niggas And scary niggas get all the time, and what they got is all of mine Ya
come from such hard knock life?s And make it out of the bottom to hit the spotlights Once the artist, this is our lives Cast out for all eyes And he who
a coward Rebuild your strength like the new Trade Towers I thought that I was over, my life got devoured Now I'm on top and I pray for all my doubters Time
All my niggaz wildin', let me see your hands All my bitches stylin', let me see your hands All my niggaz wildin', let me see your hands All my bitches
sick doom bust right Like my guns is racin', muthafucka, don't you know I Make ya heart stop and ya body start shakin' Now you know the bottom line of
Lawd have mercy Fierce upon de rhythm and de gal push back Yes yeah all now Zulu man upon de track Lightyears ahead of any competition For de gal dem
' up but we ain't gettin' frisked at the door, uhh It's my life, it's my world, my prerogative To push things and chase girls who dress provocative Terror Squad, bottom line
girl i know we don't have a title every night i am thinking about the times we spent and why does it have to end so soon babe bottom line is i believe
, I do it all day yo The victory is almost here I'm at the front line, yo, Kris, pull up on they rear We got the shit surrounded, time to wild out Nigga
Brothers and The Wraith Looks like were all out of time brother, everybody's out of time Fuck it, we gots to tell them All secrets will now be told,
your eye socket I'm through tryin to prove myself all the time I'm the muthafuckin shit bottom line Fuck dis tryin to impress y'all I'll wear a half
lookin' really gay like fuckin' Billy Ray Cyrus I'm the highest MC of all time Got my mind on the D And the D on my mind And the line gets drawn when
I'd bet it all on a good run of bad luck Seven come eleven and she could be mine Luck be a lady, and I'm gonna find love comin' on the bottom line
