[Chorus]

The ones we really want we rarely get

And what we're met together with can never cover the regret

Of who we lose and never left

And it may be harder to forget

When we may not have had it yet

We carry on without the thread, it could be life or could be death

[Bridge]

Come and spread some feelings in the money-having life, time

Is runnin' out, ain’t no one keeping me from getting mine

Embody sound in all my faculties, I’m feeling fine

I’m in my prime, they call me Myka 9!

[Verse 1]

From the point of no return, I got eternal with a burden

And anointed with a term called love learned

The comment that I earned is above all concern

Knowing how we yearn for the buzz of a money high

What's up with you, fool? You a funny guy

Wanna lie and say you're really better than the veteran

Better run and hide, somebody gonna die

No way my baby goin' out no fool

Today, tonight, I'ma ride…

In the 4 door driveby, with the lo lo, with a 4-4, taking No-Doz 24/7

Aye bro, I got a AK47 and a .357

At my disposal for them bozos making they proposals

Who are dem cold shoulder shoes? Know a nigga Nine cold

Digable jigaboos stay so despicable

[Chorus]

The ones we really want we rarely get

And what we're met together with can never cover the regret

Of who we lose and never left

And it may be harder to forget

When we may not have had it yet

We carry on without the thread, it could be life or could be death

[Verse 3]

It’s the sound of the rate of the beat of the heart of a fake

That I had to beat down for a similar sound that he said that he didn’t create

He regretted the remark and riddled the paramedic into the hospital

He, after surgery, pulled a perjury

So I put that punk out of his misery

He insulted me, I consulted three

Of my very best mates – me, myself, and me

And we all agreed that he should be

In a place full of nothing but R.I.P.'s

See I try to be

Very lenient

But when some of them get disobedient

It's the alternate meant to mix the paper pleasure with

But they won't be two ingredients

[Chorus]

The ones we really want we rarely get

And what we're met together with can never cover the regret

Of who we lose and never left

And it may be harder to forget

When we may not have had it yet

We carry on without the thread, it could be life or could be death