I'm standing at the station Waitin' for the very last train Oh lady, how I've missed you Can't get you out of my brain My heart beats out of rhythm I
the righteous one Enlighten us the righteous one I am waiting for the righteous one Enlighten us the righteous one Are you waiting for the righteous one
house yeah this is hip-hop baby i'm gonna take you to the tip top baby and tell your girl that the tickets is out and we gonna do this till they kicken us
the tickets is out And we gon? do it till they kickin? us out ?Cause this is hip hop baby I?m fin? to take you to the tip top baby Live from the South Side this one
lookin, micro woof tickets, bout how much to kick it that nigga hard oh, from a sucka fo them niggaz that press they luck there in a game fucka paralyzed caught one
-5's I won't lie, homicide, gram will cry, pray for me that I won't die, suicide, I won't try, bullets fly, drive-by, don't let it slide, do
well it depends on the truth, huh see I'm realistic and everyday can't be terrific I just seen one of my boys get ticked off and put one of his hands
?" These niggas don't know what they about to get A one way ticket to Hell my gun dealt Bust my gun at three and one fell The other two, waitin' to
status. Must be this tall to ride, cause it's one of the fastest Hold tight, don't fall, where'd you get that ticket? The bitch bus left, and I think
that took yo leather They right there, but you scared that they gon bust Cause they crazy, but them crazy niggaz bleed like us See I'm one shot thru the
word that every G's is a rider So keep it on the D.L If you got keys don't serve nobody of V.L 'Cause they play keep A one way ticket to Hizell 6 ft
hop to the fray next page.. things a getting better all the way another tanker blew it's load in the bay hey great.. what you'd call a small way lay
shows pimp us like hoes They got dough but they hate us though You better keep your mind on the real s**t And f**k trying to get with these crooked a*s hypocrites They way
20 birdies, stuck to the ground S.k. 'bout to get my hands dirty, tru stand for hustla So jump in the 500 sel and buckle up On my way way to sac. with
day'll be like a holiday I put you in the front seat of my car An' roll you 'round town like a superstar Recline your seat an' turn up the beat Number one with a bullet
But if you think I'm loved for savin' you Say goodnight to the bad guy Whoever said to us Now maybe you can buy yourself One of them first class tickets
if they used us 'Cause if they used us And they abused us And they abused us How could you tell us How could you tell us That we were wrong? That we
that took yo leather They right there, but you scared that they gon bust Cause they crazy, but crazy niggaz bleed like us See I'm one shot thru the
