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Till Ten Tonight Still Here

off my mind Sunday morning, come what may Go wherever you can get away I go away You go away We go away I?m still here, I?m Still here We were so

[Intro: Ice-T] Every year the same shit happens More fuckin' funerals, dead homies Niggas out here killin' each other I don't know why And when it happens

almost nine My show starts at ten, I gots to go Like the mack said, homie, pimp the ho Check it out everybody, if you got two ears Turn your radio up, Short Gog is here

I feel nauseous It's not easy, believe me, it's no fun Still I chase my paper, till I can't run And I was still just a kid till I had one If not for

'm still gone fill you wit champagne stuff you with shell fish Lock still reppin' Tony blue gotcha This life style's only for mobstas, I gotcha We goin' to dinner spot round ten

't explain A kind of mystic happiness Talking of philosophy we spent many hours May awareness of yourself still survive to death? I was very happy then, listenin' to her Till

I'm here all alone Now, ten long years have somehow passed Since, I've seen my hometown And times I've spent upon those streets And faint familiar sounds Still

up tonight Im gonna pull this shit off in front of all my friends When swimming under the brooklyn bridge trynna catch the benz Didnt swim deep enough my head enblowded ten

s on in the motherfucker Still riding, my style is based on rodeo Crucial Conflict what they hollering They spooky now nigga let's turn it on Fuck it burn shit Let's fight till