[00:06.480]Niggas, Im still grinding, (yeah...)
[00:07.740]Im still hearing those sirens,
[00:10.390]Im still getting chased by those lights,
[00:12.410]Only the lights mine and my mics on
[00:15.340]And my time is none because Im writing more,
[00:18.670]And I aint here to meet a soul in this buisness,
[00:21.260]Im here to eat, speak,
[00:23.100]until these hoes feel this, (for sure...)
[00:24.370]and I cant let yall derail me man,
[00:26.860]I got young Kobe, homie, you gotta let go of Obie
[00:30.350]cause Obie be back, (aint goin nowhere man...)
[00:32.890]We got them craps going on
[00:33.920]and that yak going on,
[00:35.620]soon as a nigga touch down back from tourin,
[00:39.000]Its whateva, put that on the chedda man,
[00:41.350]but in the meantime, its Jimmy Ivene time,
[00:44.950]chase cheese, rhyme till my voice give out,
[00:47.480]this is it my nigga, this what we boast about,
[00:50.420]Now Im here so shut your motherfuckin mouth
[00:53.180]And show me love bitch..
[00:54.350]I just wanna love you for the rest of my life, (I dont love you bitch)
[00:55.270][CHORUS]
[00:59.410]I wanna hold you in the morning, (Ha)
[01:02.070]hold you through the night (Hahaha)
[01:06.300]I just wanna love you for the rest of my life,
[01:10.880]I wanna hold you in the morning,
[01:14.040]hold you through the night.. (Ha)
[01:16.050]
[01:16.400]Theres a certain mystique when I speak,
[01:19.000]that you notice that its sorta unique,
[01:21.080]cause you know its me, my poetrys deep,
[01:23.150]and Im still matic the way I flow to this beat,
[01:25.640]you cant sit still, its like tryin to smoke crack
[01:28.300]and go to sleep, Im strapped,
[01:29.980]just knowing any minute I could snap,
[01:31.890]Im the equivalent of what would happen if Bush rapped,
[01:35.030]I bully these rappers so bad lyrically,
[01:37.240]it aint even funny, I aint even hungry,
[01:39.560]it aint even money, you cant pay me enough
[01:42.270]for you to play me, its cockamamie,
[01:44.240]you just aint zany enough to rock with Shady,
[01:47.220]my noodle is cockadoodle, my clocks cuckoo,
[01:49.830]I got screws loose, yeahhh, the whole kitten-kaboodle,
[01:52.920]Im just brutal. Its no rumor, Im numero uno, assume it,
[01:56.620]theres no humor in it no more, you know
[01:58.960]Im rollin with a swollen bowling ball in my bag,
[02:01.160]you need a fag to come and tear a new hole in my ass
[02:04.480]you better love me bitch
[02:04.650]I just wanna love you for the rest of my life,
[02:10.100]I wanna hold you in the morning,
[02:13.300]hold you through the night
[02:15.650](and all the bitches say)
[02:16.780]I just wanna love you for the rest of my life,
[02:22.150]I wanna hold you in the morning,
[02:25.340]hold you through the night
[02:27.220]
[02:28.270]<50 Cent>
[02:28.670]my buzz is crazy in the hood, they holla my name,
[02:31.380]if it aint about the flow,
[02:32.900]its about the stones and the chain,
[02:34.280]if I was you, Id love me too,
[02:36.200]I roll like a bus, 9-11 porsche
[02:38.390]same color as cranberry sauce,
[02:40.230]I aint gonna front, I thought R-Kelly was tha shit,
[02:43.110]lemme find out he fucking round with bow wow bitch,
[02:45.990]niggas eatin popcorn, right, rewinding the tape,
[02:48.910]now shorty momma in the precinct hollerin rape,
[02:52.060]im convinced man something really wrong
[02:54.320]with these hoes,
[02:55.350]I thought Lil Kim was hot
[02:56.490]then she start fucking with her nose, (God Damn)
[02:58.480]used to listen to Lauren Hill and tap my feet,
[03:00.750]then the bitch put out a CD
[03:02.240]that didnt have no beats, (uh-huh)
[03:03.980]that boy DAngelo he determined not