the real thing" The Titanic was sinking at the local cineplex And the kids were chomping on corn chex In the city center the stores were closing down Things
through before the door lock Don't be afraid just the things some do Unbelievable, but still the illest things come true Felt ya city chest, did yo' best
two thousand feet to the ground And anyway our time was running out And we crossed the country in less than a day Our last ride to Dublin asked us the same things
disresepecting my mama No cars in the garage, it's underground shit They way the floor open up you think I'm hiding spaceships French chefs, the best
stars for ya More arms than Green Bay's Brett Favre for ya Money providentials hope that's not a problem for ya If so, Jigga be here, day after tomorrow
shine Ain't no subways here, it's thugs down here 20 inch dubs, what we love down here The best part of year, bout the end of May Now the best thing to
big shot. Shit, can nobody fade me The only way we can do a song is if somebody pays me I'm a big shot. Big Shot. Big Props The best thing to ever happen
I think I'm dreaming Back in the game, I thought I'd never have these things Bitches want a ring, Rolls and plenty green Black lacquer screens, three
Team Something's best untold, crime related I am who I am, so fuck it, if son stuck it We all lay to play to the best, sip the fine grace My rugged lifestyle
dropped the seed and watched it grow Next thing you know we out on the road doin shows On the road rockin mics we keep it tight for life Kingspade stay high - every day
la lie Even God's little creatures, they have to die Our little town fell into a state of shock A lot of people were saying things that made little sense Then the next thing
you wouldn't hurt me Don't you know that we don't need One more grave in this town When we wed, we said forever ever and a day The whole town heard
golden hair Twenty eight dollars in a fake silk purse and a leather skirt to wear Shane came from Dublin town from the old world so green Counterfeit
reappearin in the after I haveta, send respects to real money makers Do not connect us with those champaign sippin money fakers Taste the quarter pound with spice from Chi-town
astronautical And built the very thing And so the day arrived at last On which the plane should board The celebration went far past What they could best