Be still, be still The beast will break you and your will And all my attention, all my attention I know it's late and I should be awake There's a stick
: Be still, be still The beast will break you and your will And all my attention, all my attention I know it's late and I should be awake There's a
longin' to see I hope that he, turns out to be Someone who'll watch over me I'm a little lamb who's lost in the wood I know I could, always be good
I'm killin' 'em I shed my blood About everything I love Am still a eye blacker, open handed, face the palm smacker Goods strapper, cat stacker, good wood
it 'Cause it's different from the streets, I'm missin' my hood now Missin' all the blocks 'cuz I'm surrounded by woods now It's supposed to be good
make it clap like a standin' ovation Spin like my record at the radio station Feel the sensation, I put it right there They be like Luda, I be like yea
call me the competition, I'm still stomping and pimpin' I'm still working with Diddy, still fuck wit the hood I got the key to the city, the streets is all good My leather is all wood, my gun is still secluded I'm still
be still Be still young heart Never will you fall apart Be still young heart Never will you fall apart Be wise, my dear, you must learn to just be still
the wings of this desert eagle Flappin, we splittin caps friend remember when niggas would shoot joints Now niggas be wildin' placing hollow points Cause in this rat race, shit be
'ma break bread So you can be livin' it up Shit I parts with nothin', y'all be frontin' Me give my heart to a woman Not for nothin', never happen I'll be
Truckers, Light pole barrel, chopper stupid long, New Orleans nigga, I get super Dome, Loyal to the game, the game been good to me, Still spittin' fire, you niggas wood
, let it be a bad bitch sweeping That know we get O's like Cheerios That know because they seen us in the videos That know the day that you play me Will be
game shuffle, hundred grand in the duffle black jack, poker, p knuckle, you win, f-ck you n-ggas try and line me say I'm grimey four hundred mill and I still
'm Tiger Woods Yup I'm Tiger Woods And I'm truly sorry I know that I'm no good I would keep it real Be faithful if I could But I'm Tiger Woods Yup, I'
ya at a reduced price You don't understand it, my feeling for you You'd be honest with me if only you knew Some things are too terrible to be true
in the house Sick bastard, get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer Memph Bleek in the house Still here, never left, still bust, more or less, still
I drop everywhere that I want 'Cause nothing feels better than spending my treasure On me, finally, I'm where I'm supposed to be Jeans all black, hair slicked back Baseball cap, still
