[Black Thought] Slow down when you're hitting them corners Fuck around, spill this 'gnac on my two hundred dollar suit (stop being a backseat driver man
This is a game, I'm your specimen This is a game, I'm your specimen This is a game, I'm your specimen This is a game, I'm your specimen You've got to
[Intro / Chorus: John-John: repeat 2X] Turn up the boombox, put on your hightops Come on outside, today's gon' be the day we Start livin in the new worrrld
It don't feel right, it don't feel right I don't feel, I don't feel, I can't feel it no more It don't feel right, it don't feel right I don't feel, I
[Chorus 2X] He said yeah You better come out with your hands up We got you surrounded I'm in the back Changin my outfit He said blink We gonna send the
[Black Thought] Yeah, I'm from the illest part of the Western Hemisphere So if you into sight seein don't visit there It's somewhere between Jersey and
Stand up, stretch for the stars Get somebody else involved right next to ya Y'all elected me to keep it so fresh for ya Just cause I make it possible
[Chorus] Oooh It's been a long time Since I been back around the way It's been a long time Let it spin let spin let it spin Since I been back around your
As I wait for atonement Trapped in the heat of the moment Feelin' like I can't control it As I wait for atonement Trapped in the heat of the moment
America's lost somewhere inside of Littleton Eleven million children are on Ritalin That's why I don't rhyme for the sake of riddlin' False media, we
[Black Thought] Yeah, sitting in the staircase, holding back tears Looking over mad years worth of photographs Pictures of some places I ain't never going
[chubb rock] All attention to all of the, lyrical swigs Whether you studio switch or you're, synching a gig Yes! I address to all the known known factors
PLAYGROUND 16 second instrumental to open] [Lil Rob - almost whispering] Girl I just wanna conversate You're leavin wit'cha friends, yeah well they
(David Christopher) Dark night broken lights A boy on the corner with his hands held high He sees a gun sees an eye But he'd rather get shot than give
Little games are for little boys Growing up and changing all my toys Aeroplanes, motor cars, goldfish in old jam-jars I just don't play these games no
Shit nigga, a ho is a ho, a ho a shit I'm strictly referring to them ho-ass niggaz, feel me? I go by the name of that boy Diddy This is my man Fatboy,
Consumed by reputation It's what they say that gets you down You find new motivation Inside this new love that you've found It's now your navigation
You've been looking all your life To find a place to hide To cover up the hurt And the sorrow in your cry All the choices that we make And the chances