That your warmth is
Crashing down on in.
Take time to realize,
That I am on your side
Didn’t I, Didn’t I tell you.

But I can’t spell it out for you,
No it’s never gonna be that simple
No I cant spell it out for you

C: If you just realize what I just realized,
Then we’d be perfect for each other
and will never find another
Just realized what I just realized
we’d never have to wonder if
we missed out on each other now.

V2: Take time to realize
Oh-oh I’m on your side
didn’t I, didn’t I tell you.
Take time to realize
This all can pass you by
Didn’t I tell you

But I can’t spell it out for you,
no it’s never gonna be that simple
no I can’t spell it out for you.

C: If you just realized what I just realized
then we’d be perfect for each other
then we’d never find another
Just realized what I just realized
we’d never have to wonder if
we missed out on each other now.

V3: It’s not always the same
no it’s never the same
if you don’t feel it too.
If you meet me half way
If you would meet me half way.
It could be the same for you.

C: If you just realize what I just realized
then we’d be perfect for each other
then we’d never find another
Just realize what I just realized
we’d never have to wonder
Just realize what I just realized

If you just realize what I just realized

OoOoOOo

missed out on each other now
missed out on each other now

Realize, realize
realize, realize

Let’s Talk About
(ft. Drag-On)

[Eve] (Drag-on)
Ugh (Come on, uh)
Uh-huh (Flame on, uh, come on, uh)
Uh-uh-uh-uh (Flame on, uh, come on, uh)
Yo, yo (uh, uh)

[Eve]
Let’s talk about who I am
Blond bee, find me in the hood with my peoples
Love y’all, hate the rest of y’all that I can see through
Above that, I can’t feel nothin’ unless it’s lethal
Testin’ your moves, never that, make no position fetal, uh

[Drag-on]
I wanna talk about Dog nigga, L-O-X, Eve, and me
Now that’s the hottest thing in the streets
Are beats is Swizz
Cheesed up with holes in the shit
Like a log rolled thick
And ain’t nothin’ sweet but Drag-Eve tracks
Honey Roasted
Burn until its been around the hour, fuck that

[Eve]
Yo let’s talk about
Platinum plaques, hangin’ on my wall
See me decorated, she’s the one
Heard ‘em say it, see me celebrate
I pop shit when it’s necessary, not for nothin’
I use clips for them big beefs
See me bustin’, plow!

[Drag-on]
I wanna talk about bitches I fucked
I’m a dog so I can’t stand no bitch that hounds
I far from a clown
If I’m not knocking her down, Drag’s probably not around
So I’m not one to claim by either one of you dames
If y’all catch Drag with a mane, trust me
She got my last name
Here’s the hook, uh

[Drag-on]
Now Drag gon’ show y’all niggas how we lock this shit
[Eve]
Now Eve gonna show y’all niggas how we drop these hits
[Drag-on]
Now we gonna show y’all niggas how we pop this Cris
Drag (E) dash (V) On (E)
[Drag-on]
Now Drag gon show y’all niggas how we lock this shit
[Eve]
Now Eve gonna show y’all niggas how we drop these hits
[Drag-on]
Now we gonna show y’all niggas how we pop this Cris
Drag (E) dash (V) on (E)

[Eve]
Let’s talk about little dick niggas
Always talkin’ bout what you got
Rather be finger-popped
Dick probably the size of a bough stuffed with rocks
Fuck the cop nigga, go shoot pool, pussy plot
You make me cum, I might flood the block, wet on my socks

[Drag-on]
I wanna talk about guns niggas don’t bust
Y’all need to see me if y’all wanna see shells pop out
Make you say watch out, when I got my glock out
Niggaz clock out, cause I run up in your watch house
Snatch up all your rocks out
Then throw your box out
Ya motherfuckers better watch out

[Eve]
Yo, let’s talk about fake ass bitches
Lying to yourself, you ain’t ready for the world mama
Beggin’ every second hungry, life drama
Get your own stacks
Why you think these niggaz pussy hungry
Cause you actin’ triflin’
Layin’ up, takin’ his money, uh

[Drag-on]
I wanna talk about live or die
Fuck you and I
Niggas will fry like stripped bacon
I leave them shakin’
Keep ‘em sizzlin’
Fuckin’ with them you might win
But they only got six shots with a barrel that spin
And us our clip is spinning
And hittin’ all their men

[Eve]
I wanna talk about ryde or die
My dogs control confrontation
In any situation
Five niggas on your team
Five niggas you replacing
Five niggas used to gleam
Five niggas left with nathan
But their game that we took
And now they back to chase it

[Drag-on]
I wanna talk about biting ass niggas
Let me see y’all niggas catch the flow
Go red-vest with the four-four blow
Ya niggaz gonna hit the ground for sure
Nigga let me know if you want more
If he catch you with a pound to choke, you know
Nigga never die slow, till his eyes close
Then jump on the highway, I go
Man fuck the po-po, them niggas is moving slow mo, come on
Here’s the hook, uh

[Drag-on]
Now Drag gon’ show y’all niggas how we lock this shit
[Eve]
Now Eve gonna show y’all niggas how we drop these hits
[Drag-on] (Eve)
Now we gonna show y’all niggas how we pop this Cris
Now Drag-on will show ya niggas how we lock this shit
[Eve]
Now Eve gonna show y’all niggas how we drop these hits
[Drag-on] (Eve)
Now we gonna show y’all niggas how we pop this Cris

When all the lights go down
And when the final curtain falls
When there is nothing left to say

Eternity eventually will linger
Through abandoned halls
And leave us dark in disarray

The time has come for us
To almost serve the new day
Go down on bended knees and pray:

VICTORIAM SPERAMUS
CANTATE TIBI ITAM!
CONCORDIAM OPTAMUS
IUVATE LIBERATEM!

VICTORIAM SPERAMUS
NEGATE SUB VERSOREM!
CONCORDIAM OPTAMUS NUNC

One man’s piece of might
Might be another man’s despair
In these so enigmatic times

When some pray for redemptions
Some hope they redeem themselve through prayer
To each his own, this is your life

The time has come for us
To almost serve the new day
Go down on bended knees and pray:

VICTORIAM SPERAMUS
CANTATE TIBI ITAM!
CONCORDIAM OPTAMUS
IUVATE LIBERATEM!

VICTORIAM SPERAMUS
NEGATE SUB VERSOREM!
CONCORDIAM OPTAMUS NUNC

The time has come for us
To almost serve the new day
Go down on bended knees and pray:

VICTORIAM SPERAMUS
CANTATE TIBI ITAM!
CONCORDIAM OPTAMUS
IUVATE LIBERATEM!

VICTORIAM SPERAMUS
NEGATE SUB VERSOREM!
CONCORDIAM OPTAMUS
VICTORIAM SPERAMUS
NEGATE SUB VERSOREM!
CONCORDIAM OPTAMUS NUNC

Verse 1 - Techniec
——

In the rain with the beat, stashed with the heat,
Smashed in the seat, sinking and thinking ya’ll know the way I rhyme,
I’m a raw shined up, flossed out rhymed up,
Get your wife good and ball it out till your time up.
Want to kill him quick?, put him in a filthy ditch,
Rather be filthy rich, over a filthy bitch.
Wasn’t for the flows,
Wouldn’t be no hoes jocking and breaking their necks to get your’s,
So I suppose, rockin’ show, knocking hoes,
Flockin, I’m clocking dough, I control,
Rock-n-roll, with soldiers on lock-n-load,
And they come through shoot it up,
Fist fight, threw it up,
Terrorize the future, truly number one who was us.
No question we’ll bust glocks in fast cars,
Blocks in Nascars, couple of bad brahs.
We got a few with us, none 50 trust,
You bitches hit the bus, you niggas ease up.

Chorus - The Game
——

I heard another nigga from that G-Unit click talking shit,
She’s Tony Yayo,
And they kicked him out the house that’s the reason why he running his lips,
He’s on 50’s payroll.
You want to die all you gotta do is keep on fucking with Game,
Mr. Yayo.
You niggas snitches that’s the reason I threw out my G-Unit chain,
I ain’t the po-po.

Verse 2 - Techniec
——

You rap guys better stick to rap,
Cause colliding with hood niggas that spit it
Will get you so call killas clapped.
And you’ll think it’s the fans,
But my niggas got the M 1 Sixes, get loose in the stands,
Techniec on the side of the stage with a gauge and 4 4 long deuce-deuce in his pants.
So I’ma just fall back, nigga I could lose you for a grand,
No gunpowder, residue in the hand.
They want to see Tech fly, they rather see Tech in the can,
I spit grams, till the check in the hand,
When the Tec in the hand, respect my demand,
Or I’ll find your set in a jam when the Tec will go blam!

Chorus - The Game
——

I heard another nigga from that G-Unit click talking shit,
She’s Tony Yayo,
And they kicked him out the house that’s the reason why he running his lips,
He’s on 50’s payroll.
You want to die all you gotta do is keep on fucking with Game,
Mr. Yayo.
You niggas snitches that’s the reason I threw out my G-Unit chain,
I ain’t the po-po.

Verse 3 - The Game
——

Drive-by, violator in the Bentley coupe,
Ghost town outside, ain’t nobody to shoot.
They call me Noman for all the heads I shot,
They call you state evidence for all the dime’s y’all dropped.
Real love cause I’m a million dollar killa,
Got banana clips for you so called gorillas.
G-Unit cap peeling till I D I E,
You looking for me, Southern Cali is where I be.

Chorus - The Game
——

I heard another nigga from that G-Unit click talking shit,
She’s Tony Yayo,
And they kicked him out the house that’s the reason why he running his lips,
He’s on 50’s payroll.
You want to die all you gotta do is keep on fucking with Game,
Mr. Yayo.
You niggas snitches that’s the reason I threw out my G-Unit chain,
I ain’t the po-po.

You’ll beat me?
Bring it on, bring it on
You’re gonna save the day?
Bring it on, bring it on
You Ready?
Bring it on
I’ll show you another thing or two

You may think you’re clever, but you’re not
You better get the coffins out
Trust me kid that’s where you’re sleeping tonight

There’s no guarantee we’ll get out alive
Stop your whining, let’s get busy
Baby, its time to lock and load
Stop your whining, let’s get busy

Welcome to the show
It’s a story that you’ve heard a thousand times
So take a seat and get lost with me
This tale will never stop being told
Welcome to the show
Its a chance to save the world or lose the girl
Let’s save the world
Heroes will save the day

You may think you’ve won, but I promise you it’s not over

This could be our one last chance to finally rise up
So here we stand and here we will fight
None of us shall run from anyone
Storms are gathering

There’s no guarentee we’ll get out alive
Stop your whining, let’s get busy
We have to rise above and fight
We’ll be heroes

Welcome to the show
It’s a story that you’ve heard a thousand times
So take a seat and get lost with me
This tale will never stop being told
Welcome to the show
Its a chance to save the world or lose the girl
Let’s save the world
Heroes will save the day

This is the part where you are supposed to scream
When you scream, we’ll be heroes

Welcome to the show
It’s a story that you’ve heard a thousand times
So take a seat and get lost with me
This tale will never stop being told
Welcome to the show
Its a chance to save the world or lose the girl
Let’s save the world
Heroes will always save the day
Let’s save the world
Heroes will save the day
Let’s save the world
Heores will always save the day

Whats happenin baby
let ya lil whoa plies tell u wuts goin on wit a man
my hands been gettin me in a lot of trouble so…

[chorus w/ Jamie]
Please escuse my hands
they just wanna touch
they just wanna feel
they dont mean no harm
baby just excuse my hands (whoaa whoaa )
Baby please excuse my hands
i apologize they have a one track mind
to squeeze on your behind
baby just excuse my hands (whoaa whoaa)
please excuse my hands

[Plies]
wit my hands i can make u do a lot of thangs
have u engagin in some activities u cant explain
leave my fingerprints on every inch yo damn frame
wit dis one finger i could make u get off the chain
get to lickin n my hands they get they own brain
they wanna touch ya they wanna rub ya they wanna feel yo frame
run my hands through yo hair n go against yo grain
let me message ya baby and help ease yo pain
you wanna get comfortable take your shorts off i can help you change
wanna take my hands off but i cant they jus gon call yo name
if i cant squeeze ya and i cant hold ya it dont feel the same
it aint my fault baby my hands is the one to blame

[chorus]

[Dream]
imma do ya like this and do ya like that
i promise u gon like the way i touch on you
so jump up on dis biz and let me see that
i promise u gon like da way i feel on you
im gonna hump til yo body say “ohhh”
imma do it til yo mouth breathes “no more”
i said excuse my hands she said “boy stop playin n make love to yo number one fan”

[Jamie]
please excuse my hands

[plies]
before i kiss ya or make love to ya i wanna touch
can you please face the wall u bout to get strip searched
my hands talkin to me they want now whats under yo skirt
let me be the one who do the honors n help u wit yo shirt
my hands dont like to b unememployed they like to work
i been told my hands are lil manish they like to flirt
God knows woman the sexy thing u put on is us
my hand cravin yo lil sweet body its gettin worse
i wanna thank you and your body fo helpin me write this fverse
my hands will neva leave yo body baby they so loyal
do me a favor look on the dresser and grab that baby oil
aint got to be the one that do it my hands gon spoil ya

[chorus]

[Dream]
keep doin it keep doin it keep doin it to me
keep doin it keep doin it I swear ill neva leave
keep doin it keep doin it keep doin it shawty shawty
woke up in the spot ah
yea the boys on fire
im wit my nigga plies

I don’t want to be your friend
I just want to be your lover
No matter how it ends
No matter how it starts

Forget about your house of cards
And I’ll do mine
Forget about your house of cards
And I’ll do mine

Fall off the table and get swept under

Denial, denial

The infrastructure will collapse
From voltage spikes
Put your keys in the bowl
Kiss your husband goodnight

Forget about your house of cards
And I’ll do mine
Forget about your house of cards
And I’ll do mine

Fall off the table and get swept under

Denial, denial
Denial, denial
(Your ears should be burning)
Denial, denial
(Your ears should be burning)