gettin' back to a has-been? Yeah, I said it, has-been Hang it up, flatscreen (Haha) Plasma Hey Nicki, hey Nicki, asthma I got the pumps, it ain't got
to come We'll be waiting for the night We'll be waiting for the night to come Hey, supervise this good treatment Alternative line by line So the street
for me Out in the street Teakbois in everywhere Dancing with you We're coming through Somehow we'll all be there This time is surely Come once and
Mother doesn't know where love has gone She says it must be youth That keeps us feeeling strong See it in her face, that's turned to ice And when
fit Oh, it's about to be some shit How did I get into this? Should've never came home with this bitch You low down dirty woman Go back to where you come
have a fit {Oh, it's about to be some shit} {How did I get into this} {Shoulda never came home with this bitch} You lowdown dirty woman Back to where you come
has a sound all of its own. The only thing we can tell you it is that it is incredibly infectious, undeniably uplifting and definitely danceable, *
better be careful what you say It never really added up anyway I got friends in this town Hey white liar The truth comes out a little at a time And it
!) Now I know the time has come: (Bomb-bomb-bomb! Bomb-bomb-bomb!) What goes on up is coming on down, (Bomb-bomb-bomb! Bomb-bomb-bomb!) Goes around and comes
Go out yonder, peace in the valley Come downtown, have to rumble in the alley Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in Has anybody seen my lady This livin
in France and James Brown's dance A new world coming our way We'd talk that talk in the streets of New York And never looked back to this day From day
I don' believe you) It's a good, good feelin' babe I want to give it away (No good will come this day) I want to give it all away (don't give it to me
do it acappella freestyle for your shoes Nigga make it hot don't get it twisted Dumb gifted Baltimore once again if you missed it Can't miss the butch, make it
we destroy and rebuild it They say, the bridge is over, the bridge is over Nah we the strongest hood but it's this cowards they kill us So now since
Chorus) The Silence Isn't Over Until the Flesh has crept and taked No time to hesitate, anticipation Much to be done And it don't matter where ya come
die when the King say die You can race it but you can't shake it, stop trying Try to hide it, cause you can't face it but you're born dying God, please
DJ Khaled, we the best season has returned (Cause I'm out here grindin') I do this for the streets, the runners (Cause I'm out here grindin') I don't
And whatever you do, there's no way out When the shroud comes down on this place To bury us all alive We'll know the time has come To face the heat