It's a Thursday morning, four a.m. and you won't let me go if tomorrow comes I guess I'll never know even in the darkest hour it's the brightest time
a-doo-bop, a-bob-a-doo-bah Bob-a-doo-bop, a-bob-a-doo-bah A boffo smash makes Warner cash Means there's gonna be a sequel next year But Paramount hurts
sunshine, endless crimes We long for freedom, for freedom You're free but in your mind, your freedom's in a bind Oh make it rain, ain't a thang and
the godmother of soul punk Someday, someday There are skyscrapers for you, Jane Never use your given name I wanna snatch you up for a sequel Make you
prolly should know This that Slumdog Millionaire Bollywood flow And uhhh My real friends never hearin' from me Fake friends write the wrong answers on the mirror for
Crime smarts searching hard for some new street tricks I think I'll join a gang, sling a little cane Put a beeper on my belt and get myself a name Fresh
consider this I can make a rhyme comlicated as a puzzle Dangerous and as violenl as a pit bull in a muzzle But this record is for radio s-t-e-r-e-
of funeral wakes Make your bones, bring a rat back dead, just ahead A cop's better, use this biretta Snitch, bet your bitch, she in a pre-dug ditch 'Cause I command a
't make a difference 'Cause we should be worth a lot more I put up with a lot, I'm a give it all I got 'Cause hard times only make us closer Gonna play
staring at the finish line, looking for a way to start Ia??ve been called everything, an extremist is that a bad thing or what they really mean is anything a nigga do, a
time? Hey baby, trust me, you just disgust me Your hair's a mess and your make-up's crusty I don't know too many females Who make a habit of biting
for? I got a partner, got a plan for some dough And if you're down, you can pick up yourself a pretty penny Be in town in a minute Now be sure if you
the world my name is Bryon I'm in love with my music. Yeah, uh 'cause I'm a hip hop baby 'cause, Im' a hip hop baby 'cause, Im' a hip hop baby. (Bridge
less for sho and when my pockets get low I'm on a quest for mo cause yo, life ain't the same without the ends cause money buys friends and a hole lot
friends passin' by Said, "I ain't got time" Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by Man, I ain't got time Got no time to stop and speak to friends
me, slice them pies with me Spray them guys for me an' die for me But damn, fool, why this way? We had to wait cryin', our dog a victim of a hate crime
sicker Yet I react without even a crack in my composure But the only way he knows to bring this shit to a closure I'm worthy and my associates and I named
