brothers in crime

wish things were the same as the good old days but the game has changed lifes just a play lay a plan out make yo move round 2 dude shoot for da moon but do not crash i will pass on any level fighting the devil labal is about the table of lyrics that we be spitten in the days to come so look foward and stay on the run no going back piling stacks racks of that fat cash dont talk trash or we'll be over in a flash bash the gas we going fast bask in the task and savor the flavor of history accept the misory and the delivery of victory im dishing this out like its living in me so consider the feeling while im dealing out the deck man looking like shreck man oy donky u a little cocky walking the line about to shine do not decide to ever give up dreams dont fry we will guide each other side by side cannot hide talent its like a habit ha