time I'm getting careless my baby's mama making me loose my mind gotta keep my head up the divorce rates running high ain't no family ties where's our
the air Singin' one, one, one, one, one It only takes, one To rock it y'all, one You only need, one To do it y'all, one It takes, one, tragedy to bring a family
still out rep you brutally Low down, dirty and beautiful, who wanna test my verbal side? Boy, I'm fly, tie, especially when I let that herbal fly Southern
for a heart-attack Tonight the windows are watching The streets all conspire And the lamppost can't stop crying If I could fly high above the world
I'm only livin it, so don't go and ruin it Words from a legend, keep your dome up in the sky Listen to Paul Wall and Chef Fly (get high) [Chorus] [Verse
shit (B-Real) No competition can handle the whole mission Bitches are wishin' me on but they won't last long Family ties are fly, do you do or die You
I'll whoop that ass just like I'm your father Take heed to the master's call yes y'all (Bring your cell phone 'cause I fade them all) Bullets fly but
' up an argument, just don't bother 'Cause I'll whoop that ass just like I'm your father Take heed to the master's call yes y'all Bullets fly but they
shit ain't fly (smoked out) And even though he's our oldest I gotta deal with his ass from the muthafuckin shoulders For hurtin the family like this
game And we connectin' the plots, and we connectin' the plots We aint holdin shit back Thug Bu Nature L-burn, Dub-C ghetto high Rollin with the ghetto high
' high with my four-five Cocked on these suckas, time to die Even as a youngster causin' ruckus on the back of the bus I was a fool all through high school
lines And you can come inside with us, if your ass fly Getting cash, I cash ride Beating all the competition by landslide Neighborhood super star in my swag high
[Kids Rapping] I'm freestyling, for me, myself and I I write them on the paper til it gets sky high I say goodbye, to all the bad things I've done I start
I wanna search for the meaning of love, see what it means Cuz we hustle so hard, cross so many bridges Made babies, took trips to the mall, for family
deacons Have the whole church praying for Ghost When we speak we give sermons, and switch our names over permits The big shit, you might get burned with God-body fly
I'm from a place where fish was made Corduroy Bailey's, sportin' those Rakim caves Rakim came, high self esteem promised me A moment in life, just to
that I fooled with Were killers themselves how you Want it? How you want it? Stop that, stop that These are the men who lead the crime Families of america
out, never that, young dude, clever cat Eat shit, smoke spliffs, get high, reminisce Innocence, bulletproof, any one, pullin' through Junior High, do it fly