My Eveline
Say you'll be mine
Won't you come and let me whisper in your ear
Way down yonder in the old corn field
For you I pine
Sweeter than the honey
To the honey bee
I love you say you love me
Meet me in the shade
Of the old apple tree
Eva-Iva-Ova-Avaline

Ashanti: Oh Oh
Irv: we're introducing new people in the inc.
ha ha
and now we got NYMO
yeah
and ashanti yeahh.
Ashanti: oh baby you know
i got the keys of your heart
you're my life
you're the one only with you i can live
but i wanna tell you something more
about my feelings.
Nymo: baby you are the one
i wanna live with you
all my life
come and let me love you
you got my heart
baby i told you you are the life
my feelings want you in my house.
Chorus Both: baby come with me
i wnat you in my dreams
you want me and me too
you are the one
in my feelings
it wants you
alright
Ashanti: when i'm with you
i dont know what you do
because all my feelings
shiver next to you
you are my life and i do
yeah

[BIG WY]
Right
What's up to all the buster-ass niggaz
Punk-ass bitches
Swingin' on the nuts of the WOOP! WOOP!
For the motherfuckin' M and the L nigga
West Sider, C-K Riders
You know I'm sayin', all that shit
What's up B-Brazy?
[LIL' HAWK & BIG WY]
Nigga, tell 'em where you from
West Side Inglewood
Blood, tell 'em your name
Lil' Hawk Red Riding Hood
The C.M.G. is the hood that I clizzaim
D.L.B. Mafia/Lanes and ain't shit changed
You Ricket niggaz must respect this
M and the L Y.G.'s and can't no Crabs check this
Crab niggaz need to kill the noise
Cause they don't wanna fuck with us block cluck boys
I'm on the mission, nigga
And there go the G-Ride
While I hop inside showin' these Crabs what that B like
The C-Side ready to wanna fuck with this?
Slippin' and slidin', C-K Ridin'
And fuck the Crabs, nigga this is M and the L
I rather let them fools straight burn in hell
Four menace and a mile, Y.G. Lil' Hawkster
Denver Lanes and them Crenshaw Mafia, nigga
[chorus]
WOOP WOOP, WOOP WOOP
Mafia Lane
(West Side is in the motherfuckin' house, nigga)
WOOP WOOP, WOOP WOOP
Mafia Lane
[LIL' LANIAK]
Hoo-ridin' on the West/Side, a lil' something something
The nigga that tripped out but it's the same nigga that's comin'
With the Mafia/Lanes runnin' eveything if you ask me
Hawk and Wy in the house, watchin these niggaz that's tryin' to blast me
While the Crabs get bucked, while YG's on our nuts
Tryin' to stomp not givin' a fuck, bangin' out Coupes, Cut-
Cutlasses and Regals, Desert Eagles in our laps
Not to stash, we on the map for bustin' on Crabs (WOOP WOOP)
Red flags, khakis saggin' lower than before
That nigga ?from? 10-4th on 109th to Figueroa
Ain't no joke, Crabs, you smoked, you say "loc" you die
Enter at your own risk and welcome to the West/Side
Where hoo-ride on the flee side to K ride (WOOP WOOP)
Tell your friends it's that fool Lil' Laniak Duse
With the khaki suit, ??? boots, I'm always G'd up
Smokin' some weed up, throwin' the L and the B up
To you, him, them, the same with me
In the D-E-N-V-E-R-L-A-N-E
Stoned, drugged off that bud, throwin' up Blood, khakis to our knees
Bitches dick teasin' gets bust in they mugs
What's Wy and Hawkster?
THE MAFIA'S THE HOUSE!
Bangin' with the Lane and aimin' the Tec and the frame is out
[chorus]
WOOP WOOP, WOOP WOOP
Mafia Lane (Woop Woop)
WOOP WOOP, WOOP WOOP
Mafia Lane
[BIG WY]
How could a Crab go up against a Dog?
Yeah, bitch it's me: Big Wy Y.G., uh
With the untold mystery story to tell
About the motherfuckin' West/Side M and the L
We bring Crabs to they knees
Bow down and scream "please!"
I wear up beanie and jeans at a hundred degrees
Set trips, I kill Rips, M and L on that ass
The enemy shooter gangsta mack
Disrespect, I call you Crab (WOOP WOOP)
I drink gin and take weed to the brain
I smoke weed to pause
And hit you up off the "more bounce"
And that's real, take it how you wanna take it
Killin' friends and hoes
Claimin' tears of foes
You wanna chuck? Bring a gun, nigga, fuck a talk
I give up M and the L, WOOP WOOP when I Blood-walk
Stomp to your hood, I got your head on the ceiling
In the streets you slippin', steady dippin' you trippin'
C-Note you's a punk-ass Crab bitch
I got my strap throw aim at your cleavage
It's the L and the M, M and L the same
Nigga, peace to Rick James, Blood Mafia/Lanes
[chorus]
WOOP WOOP, WOOP WOOP
Mafia Lane
WOOP WOOP, WOOP WOOP
Mafia Lane
WOOP WOOP, WOOP WOOP
Mafia Lane
WOOP WOOP, WOOP WOOP
Mafia Lane
WOOP WOOP, WOOP WOOP
Mafia Lane
WOOP WOOP, WOOP WOOP
Mafia Lane..

In solitude, looking into the flame that burns
Alongside with your memory
Desolation, a picture of my fallen star
A broken branch in my family tree
In my family tree
I raise my head, now defying this obvious truth
That night came and our Heaven turned to Hell
That night came and our Heaven turned to Hell
Our Heaven turned to Hell
Drowning hope, remembering all the pain
Fear of loosing memories in the daily haze
It was the time we should fill with laughter
Of our newly arriving joy
The siren grabs you with tragic hunger
Flashing blue, cutting through the view
A message of death, that no one could foresee
Inside this hall, waiting for the fall
Waiting for the fall
My fallen
May not live to roam this earth
My fallen
Changed my life forever
My fallen
Left a mark inside so sore
My fallen
Only solitude within my core
The siren grabs you with tragic hunger
Flashing blue, cutting through the view
A message of death, that no one could foresee
Inside this hall, waiting for the fall
How many dreams, I have chased on my road
I don't feel for anything anymore
All just fragments of disposable waste
A cesspool of terror, displaying hate
I have to face the day
Still denying this obvious truth
That night came and our Heaven turned to Hell
Our Heaven turned to Hell, to Hell
My fallen
May not live to roam this earth
My fallen
Changed my life forever
My fallen
Left a mark inside so sore
My fallen
Only solitude within my core
The siren grabs you with tragic hunger
Flashing blue, cutting through the view
A message of death, that no one could foresee
Inside this hall, waiting for the fall
The fall

I don't say I've got the truth
I've just never seen any proof
I have neither been down in hell
Nor seen all the angels as well
I don't want to walk in others shoes
Or play your kind of blues
(Refrain)
I want to live my life free - day by day
I want to live my life free - goin' my way
I want to live my life free - day by day
I want to live my life free
To your opinion I pay respect
But my own I'll never neglect
I always make my own rules
Never follow the other fools
I'm not your puppet on strings
Always fly with my own wings
(Refrain)
You try to engage my individuality
Better work on your personality
Can't keep me under your control
Cause I won't fit in any role