nothing to prove Got nothing to say No i'm guessing I never thought you were good for me anyway Got nothing to lose Nothing but you Nothing but you Why do you
Like Jimmy Jam and Terry Lewis, you can't do this, man, You don't mean nothing to us, you never knew us You can't see Daz, I got my life on it (straight
they spittin' you know what I'm sayin'? You know, on Cd's you don't see 'em in the thug market, you don't see 'em in the hood, you don't see 'em in the
