Now and then an old friend tries to help me By telling me there's someone I should meet But I don't have the heart to start all over 'Cause my heart is laying at another's feet You just don't put new patches on old garments I don't want no one else on my mind I just don't need nobody new to cling to I still love someone I've known a long long time I have built my world around a memory And she's the only one that I let in Every time I've tried to love somebody In my mind I'm loving her again I still love someone I've known a long long time

John was working so hard he was very sick Soup and to call the ambulance where needed And John Charlie took over Jhon's job and said hey John what's wrong babeJohn Said nothing we're going to school please Pull your grandma I depend on everything I do

Triple 6 'til death (Hold up, wait) Hold up, wait All of my heroes are rotting in their fucking graves One day, I will forget their name One day, I'll forget their name, name, name (hold up, wait) Hold up, wait All of my heroes are rotting in their fucking graves One day, I will forget their name One day, I'll forget their name, name, name When I was 27, every night, I had dreams to die Now I'm 28, feeling more dead than alive 29 in a month, all my idols fucking dead Got a check, more or less, just another problem (what, what, what?) Bringin' 400 Degreez, No Limit, Cash Money Half a milli' bands in cash, I feel like Cash Money Popped a Xan, couldn't tell you when, I forget Fuck a friend, all I need is $crim and my kin (Ruby!) Days looking grim, goosebumps on my skin Hope the reaper coming, hope my demise begin Fill my veins with heroin, poking through my skin This is the end (Hold up, wait) Hold up, wait All of my heroes are rotting in their fucking graves One day, I will forget their name One day, I'll forget their name, name, name One day, I'll become the same, a pile of ashes forgotten in a vase Wrap my chain around the base, and then put it on display Flashing lights, they shine so brightly 'Til there's blackouts every night See shattered glass rain from the sky Beware my drip (ayy), that shit so blinding! White gold blade, on a bright gold chain Ruby da Cherry been hated, so why the fuck would I not stay the same? Every step that Ruby take is like he walking on a plank Let the waves crash down, let them take me to my grave Ain't no way, my gang ain't grey Thousands of people are shouting for $uicide to save the day Roll up in the tank, fuck the fame Remember my name until your memory fades Documenting the plague until my dying day "Tens of people arrested Several ounces of a deadly drug Are now off the streets of St. Tammany Parish All after several law enforcement agencies joined forces"

You can ride all day long Another Myke Diesel production (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I'm back, my music tracks about to sell another mil' My pants stay saggin' from them hundred dollar bills These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Before I came I just say the streets wouldn't feel The - that I'm spittin', the - that's real But now I'm like Melo, I'm the king of the hill American dream, I'm livin' that for real Eleven cars later - tell me how you feel Took the diamonds off my teeth And put 'em on my Phantom grill (smile, ha ha) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I used to get dissed by the chicks in the club Now they want to rub my belly, wanna show your boy some love They see me iced up, they be like, "What's up?" Try to jack me if you wanna, I'ma leave you - up Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz I used to have homies, now I'm like, "- friends" 'Cause even back then all they did was pretend Now I got my own label Ice Age and I'm boss I'm the mayor of this town with the key to that vault All my cars black on black except the one with thick gloss Got another white on white I call that - rick Rick Ross (Ross) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone (hahahahahaha) Chasing a man you can't see (you can't see me, baby) So just walk away, and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain American Dream, album and movie on the way, baby

(Rhythm is both the song's manacle and it's demonic charge. It is the original breath, it is the whisper of unremitting demand. "What do you still want of me?", says the singer. "What do you think you can still draw from my lips?" Exact presence that no fantasy can represent. Purveyor of the oldest secret, alive with the blood that boils again, and is pulsing where the rhythm is torn apart. How your singer's blood is incensed at the depth of sound. Lacerations echo in the mouth's open erotic sky where dance together the lost frenzies of rhythm and an imploring immobility. Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Grace Jones. Jones the Rhythm.) Slave! Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm Axe to wood in ancient times Man machine, production line The fire burns, with heartbeats strong Sing out loud, the chain gang song Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm, The rhythm... master... master... Never stop the action, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up. Slave to the rhythm, work to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm. Slave to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm, Slave to the rhythm, work... to the rhythm, To the rhythm, work to the rhythm, to the rhythm. Slave, slave, To the rhythm, to the rhythm, to the rhythm. (Grace) Oh that's weird... (Grace Jones, welcome) Thank you Paul. And if you're wondering what's wrong with my voice, I just choked on my saliva. So... (Now obviously you're in the Bond movie.)