(Clint Black/Hayden Nicholas/Shake Russell) Your mind is made up, you won't even try You didn't even cry, this time You say that we, could never see, eye to eye And one of us just must be blind. We have our differences We're still the same We see, just what we want to see But you take a second look. And maybe things wouldn't seem the same If you could see, what you mean to me. Put yourself in my shoes Walk a mile for me You know, I'll put myself in your shoes Maybe then we'd see That if you put yourself in my shoes You'd have some sympathy And if I could only put myself in your shoes You know, I'd walk right back to me. --- Instrumental --- You're gonna keep walkin' You're gonna pass me by You said you don't even care But I could always recognize a real good-bye And I know, your heart's not there. We've have our differences We're still the same We just hear only what we want to hear Now, I'm head over heels, I'm in the lost and found It's a cryin' shame I thought we made the perfect pair Put yourself in my shoes Walk a while, walk that mile for me I'll put myself in your shoes Maybe then we'd see, Ohh That if you put yourself in my shoes You'd have some sympathy for me And if I could only put myself in your shoes You know, I'd walk right back to me You know, I'd walk right back to me You know, I'd walk, I'd walk right back to me...

(Prodigy) Yeah, yeah. Payback. (Hook: Prodigy) - repeat 2X Infamous up in this, you know how we get down Is that yo' hoe? She feelin' our style We come through the spot real heavy on the waist So when they wanna move, we put 'em in they place (Prodigy) Yo, I was schooled by the hood, raised by the wolves Trained by the pain, adopted by guerillas Gotta tank for a car, ice for a arm Got tattoos wit' skin and scars from brawls Gotta buildin' for a crib, Manhattan for a backyard Skyscraper ladies, they fuck me when they man gone Kings of New York, I'm one of the few of those Difficulties to come, it's gon' be funerals You get a quiet spot in the shade, for a grave I get paid, 'cause I got murder 'fore sixteen And I'm so much rich, I got a condo for a piggy bank So much stash, I just laugh at yo' face Blow a stack on David, 'cause I'ma pyro Maniac from carriage, wit' the Rolls Gold I was told by the O.G.'s like my Pops If you can't whip they ass, then niggaz get shot (shot, shot) (Hook) - repeat 2X (Havoc) Waist. yo, I was raised by the block and new to the sound of the gun shots Hustled by the bus stop, aged to the front stop Block party departed, somebody got bodied Right before I snatch this little number from my hottie Yeah, young dude wit' jewels and barrel lens Heavy bones on the deuce, flickin' it up in the mix Fast forward to '06, gettin' head in the '06 Have a chick, feelin' like she workin' out on that Bow-Flex I'm focused, looked through my lens, see my vision Surprise myself and came through without one spool missin' From that hallway kissin', there was room in the Carlton I can smell it in the air, P in that next room sparkin' Me, I let that heady flow, meet me at the tele' hoe You don't do the tele', oh, fuck it bitch you gotta go Workin' wit' a lot of dough, and a little bit of time Bitch I wanna fuck, I don't wanna know what's on ya mind (Hook) - repeat 2X (Prodigy) Yeah, I know you can't believe it. WHOO! We still soakin' it all in ourselves Hollywood Hav' (yeah nigga), V.I.P. (yeah) It's our means. Curtis. "Billion Dollar Budget" Jackson Go 'head be mad at that man, he the one made us rich You ain't the only millionaires on the block no more Ya money is old nigga. smell that? That's new money nigga We filthy rotten rich. (yeah) and we taken advantage (let's do it) G-Unit, Infamous Mobb Deep {*Prodigy making gun noises*}

Somebody Somebody put something in my drink Somebody Another night out on the street Stopping for my usual seat Oh, bartender, please Tanqueray and tonic's my favorite drink I don't like anything colored pink That just stinks It's not for me It feels like somebody put something Somebody put something in my drink Somebody put something Somebody put something Blurred vision and dirty thoughts Feel out of place, very distraught Feel something coming on Kick the jukebox, slam the floor Drink, drink, drink, drink some more I can't think Hey! What's in this drink? It feels like Somebody put something Somebody put something in my drink Somebody put something Somebody put something in my drink Somebody put something Somebody put something in my drink Somebody put something In my drink In my drink In my drink In my drink So you think it's funny A college prank Goin' insane for something to drink Feel a little dry Oh, I couldn't care what you think of me Cause somebody put something in my drink I can't think Hey! Give me a drink It feels like Somebody put something Somebody put something in my drink Somebody put something Somebody put something in my drink Somebody put something Somebody put something in my drink Somebody put something Somebody put something in my drink Somebody put something Somebody put something in my drink Somebody put something Somebody put something in my drink Somebody put something Somebody put something in my drink