I hope we fuckin die together] to get by, ahhhhh You're all, I need [Lie together, cry together, I swear to God I hope we fuckin die together] to get
(with Method Man) Chorus: Mary J. Blige You're all, I need to get by, ahhhhh You're all, I need to get by, ahhhhh (Background sample: Notorious B.I
squad keep your head up Remeber we would diss each other on tracks laugh about it when we met up I'm looking in your casket praying a nigga get up For
[Kid Cudi:] Keep you hands up, get mine up Don't let them take your fire Keep you hands up, get mine up Don't let them take your fire Keep you hands
Chorus: Mary J. Blige You're all, I need to get by, ahhhhh You're all, I need to get by, ahhhhh (Background sample: Notorious B.I.G.) [Lie together
for a second Matter a fact Lemme holla at yall [Verse 1] Make girls fall out Lose they mind Girl fighting over me like Brooke Valentine (Ha, ha) I Been known get
get up and start to clap For Bob, a Bronx ( ? ) Syndicate style More bounce to the ounce and trizzy to the file '79 the time I was inclined To get smooth
plus You get rushed, and when the press is on, you just been checked You had plans on conquerin this, you need to switch up Get up, nigga you should of got up
do something a little less subtle, Shove a fucking Tonka truck up a little kids butthole! (Ooooh!) Feel the wrath of a psychopath slash Ambassador, Of the "Valentine
right woman and you get soft. Used to try and play hard, Now you buying chocolate and valentines cards. And man that's a good thing, Showing these kids
get vexed, layin phat trax on Ampex Morphous God, gettin drunk, off a Triple X Violent time, I got more love than valentines The violent mind, I blast
launcher, YES Mr. Meth, hold the fort, most def' Kids is dead wrong, song's too long Get swung on, can't we all get along? See my pinkie, see my thumb
I might just do something a little less subtle, Shove a fucking tonka truck up a little kids butthole, Feel the wrath of a psychopath slash ambassador of the valentines