stress and strife But it's good to have turn to be a king for a day Or for a week, or for a year, or for a year and a day Come what may I'm fishing
just be another day to run If you just sit and waste your time You'll be goin' where you're comin' from, think about that Tomorrow might be just another day
Inner city strugglin' motherfuckin' rat race Condemned pressure cooker that explodes in your face Another neighborhood gets destroyed by the drug deal
't win for losing, what sides are you choosin'? Decisions, decisions to make Decisions, decisions to make Legalize the dope and make paper Think it's time to pull another
with the coatrack T.V. droppin' bombs or droppin' germs Baby moms in the courthouse, she's droppin' terms Guns go off, bustin' all directions D.J. choose, another fuckin' dope
hours a day. And she's now promoted to a bon-bon? And traveling around like some goddamn pussy! She thought she can pull the world by that I wasn't
And your number And I'll get back to you Once again it's another rap bandit Fiending at I and I can't stand it Wanna be down with the Day-Glo Knocking
You know, damn, here goes another They just built another one, nigga Y?all don?t see it, though I say it, for real dawg, We?re still fucked up by this
goes out to my boy J-Dubs whos keepin it real over in Bradford Pa It's the P-l-a-y, just here to say hi Askin you may I, tell you 'bout the day I Picked
got some big paper on them Dope sacks and all that shit Get the gauge nigga, c'mon, let's go, we out! [Daz] It's another bad day in the hood My clientele
.S.C.O. - It?s party time D.I. - D.I.S.C.O. - It?s party time Daisy Dee: I guess it?s time for me to ride high Another place for me to go so by dancing
't hip Sell a couple keys, make the home boys trip The president is a dope man's friend The governments strong but the dope got in Punish the accused
posted' Some stay to this day that christmas ain't nothing but another day But, out of respect, I gotta give the lord his day Tell me, tell me, where
, you can't phase me I'm the S oh yes, I'm fresh, I don't fuck with the stress I'm all about the chronic, bionic ya see Every single day, chillin with
no ready for this SPM i tightin up my laces on my brand new stacy's hug and kiss my babies then call up my crazies tryin to make it through another day
, just don't fuck with their caine Mack 10 silencer all ya heard was screams (ahhhhhh!!!) All I seen was the gleams from the infra-red beams Another motherfuckin walk-by
my style? So what are you saying Todd? To all you bitches, hoes, and all that shit Here's another rap that I'm ready to spit It goes like this, my name
do' I'm living like a hustle Another drug in trouble, another day another sorrow I know how it feels to wake up fucked up Pockets broke as hell, another