| We go up, we go down
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| We go round, we go round
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| Come and take a look at our life
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| We go up, we go down
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| We go round, we go round
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| Come and take a look at our life
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| Ride the rollercoaster (HEY)
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| Ride the rollercoaster (HEY)
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| Ride the rollercoaster (HEY)
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| Of life
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| Ride the rollercoaster (HEY)
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| Ride the rollercoaster (HEY)
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| Ride the rollercoaster (HEY)
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| Of life
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| Through all the ups and downs, town to town, city to city, holy ground
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| Though I have milky way, silking it like Doug and Dave
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| Westside feel me, when we play, what’s the dealeo?
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| Silly to try Bizzy, he’s a pistol packing, is he? |
| no
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| Better believe it, leave it, heat it, be it, it’s nothing but a thug thing
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| Buck Buck, what the fuck? |
| baby boy’s blessing me
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| Reeping the while, bless to the pile, shine in your glory
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| No faces, no stories, they saints, and we’ll go or we
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| There’ll be heavy mortems, maximum Lay and B, they’ll be smashing em
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| Ghetto fashions, unfassen your eyes, sing on the acranum
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| Casting them demons out of us, crowding to see what’s found in us
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| Rationalize the movement, keep grooving and moving sounding us
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| Rounding us, unprofounding us, mounding us, still pitches
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| Pitchers, quicker, swifter, bounty hunters are witches
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| Through the ups and downs, round for round, now I live with Christ
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| Yes, this is the second God and praise God for life
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| Now where do we come from, hollow point mixed with dum dum
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| Ride on the level with the rhythm I’m rocking, shh, nobody can stop it when we
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| deeply come
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| Now better get your money mayne, better get your dollar dollars
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| Gotta get down for my thang, cause that rain will litterally leave you swallowed
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| Pound for pound, round for round, outta my mind now
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| Huh, I don’t know the time, the lord is with you, you can shine now
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| Grind now, climb now, trigger got me pow pow
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| Lil' Lay it’s going down, you should bust your rhyme now
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| Look at us, breaking up to make up, when it occurs, it all seemed tragic
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| Maybe it’s a blessing in disguise cause man them boys are back at it
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| It’s like magic, christ with passion, tribulations is fasting
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| Now the whole world thugging and bugging, to the music that’s clashing
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| Through the static, sometimes speratic, some days when I’m lacking
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| I fall down but I get up and I can still get it cracking
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| Give me action, some satisfaction, a couple moments of laughing
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| You know the ones that get me through this precious life that I’m passing
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| We suffer and struggle through many of things, I’m counting my blessings,
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| fulfilling my dreams
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| I treasure my life and the love that it brings, I give it all up to my heavenly
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| king
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| Know what I mean? |
| riding and rolling, my hands in the air, when I’m moving,
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| I’m coasting
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| I’m leaving a legacy, where they toasting, ten toes on the Earth, I’m posted
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| And I come from America, mass hysteria, niggas be caught in the scandal
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| It’s the land of the free, but baby believe me, they’re quick to make an example
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| Mike Vick got his contract cancelled, T.I. |
| tried to buy protection
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| But where was the push on Bush, I think the president stole the whole election
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| Then they took our children to war, they over there fighting for oil
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| America’s so damn spoiled, gotta make sure my tempers don’t boil
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| Damn right, I’m a ride for the poor, until they even the score
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| Ya’ll better just open the door cause we coming to kick it in, wanting some more |