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Download/Stream: ************************************ Tommy Boy Records is a legendary Hip Hop & Electronic record label founded in New York City in 1981. The label is credited with launching the careers of notable legends Queen Latifah, House of Pain, Coolio and Naughty By Nature. ************************************ Follow Tommy Boy Records: Subscribe to the mailing list: ************************************ #TommyBoyRecords #HipHop #Everlast Lyrics: Ha In there, but for the grace of God, go I It's cunning I wonder what it means? I rock a jam for love I quit my band for love I smack the chrome tool right out your hand for love Make you cry like a dove, leave you standing alone In a world so cold, watch the drama unfold 'Cause you sold your soul, now you fearing your death Sniffin' crystal meth 'til their ain't nothin' left But, rock bottom hurts when you hit it You start to reflect on all the friends you shitted Your pride won't admit it, so you start to sink lower Your Caught in a flood, and you tryin' to find Noah If you hungry and you near me, yo, you gonna get fed If you sleepy and you need a place to lay yo' head Come take my bed, I'll sleep on the floor 'Cause these are the times that friends are for I see everybody out here doin' for self And they don't give a damn on the next man Puttin' status and wealth over God and health I can't wait 'til you the next man I get uptight for love You know I'll fight for love And I might keep my wifey up all night for love And when the daylight comes, I be seein' mad bums With no shoes on their feet plus nothin' to eat I can't save the whole street, so I feel like I'm beat And why I play the game when nothin' gonna change? The only change that's wanted is loose in my jeans I get rushed on every corner by a bum or a fiend I'm tryin' to keep my diem, I try to give to the poor Tryin' to get through this life and get to that door I'm all up in this mix for these final ticks Going all the way to seven and it's half past six I see everybody out here doin' for self And they don't give a damn on the next man Puttin' status and wealth over God and health I can't wait 'til you the next man I pray to God for love I make G hot for love And I just might blow your freakin' car for love I make you sing “Hey Love“ like my man King Sun I freak the art of noise over all you toys Better bring you boys, summon all you crew No matter what you do, it's coming back on you Just like a planet orbits, let your spunge absorb it Logical conclusion is B-boy fusion And confusion say that he want control Of your mentality, your body and your soul So if you lose your hold, come and take my hand And link up this chain, 'cause money that's the plan I'm tryin' to get through this maze, not to win this race We either ridin' on a horse or walkin' on our face So come take your place on the side of love And swallow up your ego and your pride for love I see everybody out here doin' for self And they don't give a damn on the next man Puttin' status and wealth over God and health I can't wait 'til you the next man #HipHop50
