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[Verse 1]
I woke up miles away from home
In a cheap hotel I was on my own
Across the bridge I could see the lights of Brooklyn
The traffic on those New York streets
The yellow taxi’s underneath
The shadows of the ever growing skylines

[Chorus]
I’m a hundred thousand miles away
From Grafton Street and Dublin Bay
But there ain’t no place I’d rather be than Brooklyn
Oh Brooklyn

[Verse 2]
And out my window I can see
A homeless man with cardbord sheets
These people go about their daily business
But nothing’s ever as it seems
In this growing land of broken dreams
It’s [?] tough and nothing lasts forever

[Chorus]
And I’m a hundred thousand miles away
From Grafton Street and Dublin Bay
But there ain’t no place I’d rather be than Brooklyn
Oh Brooklyn, yeah Brooklyn
Oh Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn

[Bridge]
And I’m a hundred thousand miles away
From Grafton Street and Dublin Bay
But there ain’t no place I’d rather be
Than Brooklyn, oh Brooklyn

[Outro]
I’m a hundred thousand miles away
From Grafton Street and Dublin Bay
I’m a hundred thousand miles away
From Grafton Street and Dublin Bay
I’m a hundred thousand miles away
From Grafton Street and Dublin Bay
But there ain’t no place I’d rather be
There ain’t no place I’d rather be
Than Brooklyn, oh Brooklyn, yeah

[Verse 1]
2 AM just back from main street
Got a call from a friend of mine
He was crying on the phone like crazy
Says he was only calling me to say goodbye
To the world and the life around me
It hurts like hell I know
But brother I won’t let you down

[Pre-Chorus]
When you’re into deep
And your heart goes weak
When you are battleling to the corner
And you’re struggling into breathe
When the faith takes hope
And the bruises show
But the punches keeps on coming
I’ll be there to take the blows

[Chorus]
I’ll be your lifeline
Place your hand on mine
I’ll be standing by your side
I’ll be your lifeline
Place your hand on mine
I’ll be standing by your side

[Verse 2]
[?]
You’re standing on the edge of town
Never thought that you’d be walking on my shoes
Walking on the thundergrounds
But don’t worry man, hey I’ve got you
Yeah it hurts like hell I know
But brother I won’t let you down

[Pre-Chorus]
When you’re into deep
And your heart goes weak
When you are battleling to the corner
And you’re struggling into breathe
When the faith takes hope
And the bruises show
But the punches keeps on coming
I’ll be there to take the blows

[Chorus]
I’ll be your lifeline
Place your hand on mine
I’ll be standing by your side
I’ll be your lifeline
Place your hand on mine
I’ll be standing by your side

[Bridge]
I’ll be your lifeline
Through the darkess of the night
Be by your side
I’ll be stading by your side
I’ll be your lifeline
Through the darkess of the night
Be by your side
Standing by your side

[Chorus]
I’ll be your lifeline
Place your hand on mine
I’ll be standing by your side
I’ll be your lifeline
Place your hand on mine
I’ll be standing by your side

[Outro]
I’ll be your lifeline
Place your hand on mine
I’ll be standing by your side

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
I used to smoke to get high now I smoke to get vibes
I used to tote the semis, I still tote the semi
I used to walk a thin line, now I’m walking jet high
I used to fuck and get tired, now I fuck her ten times
She used to make my dick rise, now she make me ribeyes
She used to make me six-nine, now she make her friend try
She used to make me love her, now she made me realize
It’s money over bitches ’till the day I dizz-ie
Keep it on the East Side, keep it on the beast side
I feel like Ivan Drago, if he dies, he dies

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Find out where you reside and find out where he hide
Run up in that bitch like, “Hey,” pop-pop-pop, peace sign
Percocet, promethazyne, you can call me P-Rock
Taking shots at my team, you must be getting senile
You goin’ at my slimes then you’re going at me, slime
Your blood all over the sink, it look like red cheap wine
I’m smoking on a key lime, you look like tee time
Look like honey to my beehive, I close your sweet eyes
Shoot ya in ya head give ya ass three eyes
And ya still ain’t seen a fucking thing until ya C5
I remember you, I was never into you
I tell my shooters, shoot you and whoever resemble you
And every member who had been a friend of you or kin to you
They in it too, and bitches too, they mention you, they dead
Run up in a nigga house, pistol in that nigga mouth
Safe code now nigga, cough it up or spit it out
Oh my god I’m flipping out, flipping out then dipping out
I tried to turn the fuckin page, oh my god, I ripped it out

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
I used to smoke to get high, now I smoke to get vibes
I used to tote the semis, I still tote the semi
Keep it on the East Side, keep it on the B-side
I feel like Ivan Drago lil bitch, and if he dies, he dies
If he dies, he dies
If he dies, he dies
If he dies, he dies
Yeah, run up in that nigga house, pistol in that nigga mouth
But he be talking out his ass, what is all that shit about?

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
I used to know you niggas, I don’t know you niggas
I just ignore you niggas, I don’t bro you niggas
With my bros, smoke them niggas, like we dro you niggas
Kill your hoe too nigga and your go-to niggas
I’ve been riding ’round the city with the safety off
Glock nine and it’s pretty like a baby doll
You niggas bitches and it’s pissing all the ladies off
My finger sitting on the trigger like a La-Z-Boy
There was beef, I’m in the kitchen with the apron on
Put his words on the plate, that nigga ate ’em all
And I ain’t wit’ the talking, but damn now he talking
Nigga spilled the beans, damn now it’s coffee
Looking for your pussy ass like I got a warrant
I throw on the ski mask, that’s a private party
Willies jumping off your ass like they shock absorbing
Rock your bells, LL, nigga locked and loaded

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
I used to smoke to get high now I smoke to get vibes
I used to tote the semis, I still tote the semi
Keep it on the East Side, keep it on the beast side
I feel like Ivan Drago lil bitch, and if he dies, he dies
If he dies, he dies
If he dies, he dies
If he dies, he dies
Yeah run up in that nigga house, pistol in that nigga mouth
But he be talking out his ass, what is all that shit about?
I used to smoke to get high, now I smoke to get vibes
I used to tote the semis, I still tote the semi
Keep it on the East Side, keep it on the beast side
I feel like Ivan Drago lil bitch, and if he dies, he dies
If he dies, he dies
If he dies, he dies
If he dies, he dies
Yeah, run up in that nigga house, pistol in that nigga mouth
But he be talking out his ass, what is all that shit about?

[Outro: Lil Wayne]
Young Mulah baby
And you still ain’t seen a fucking thing until you C5

[Skit: Jacida Carter]
I still don’t know today
Was he playing with the gun or was it an accident
I still… I just don’t…. I…. I be wanting to ask him but I never asked him after all these years
Was that a accident or did he… or was he playing with the gun
So I never really found out about what…
You know what happ-… what really happened with him and that shooting

[Chorus]
You cannot break down what can’t be broken
Out of all the wrinkles, I was chosen
When all of the lights, they get low
And all of the curtains they close
You cannot break down what can’t be broken

[Verse 1]
They can do all they can do but they can’t break unbreakable
They scared to face the truth because they hate the view
They taste the juice, I hope it make ’em puke, I’m breakin’ loose
Should I throw up the deuce or should I wave the deuce
In 1982, my momma take me to a space shuttle
Say now I’m raising you and ain’t no baby food
Unless you go and take the neighbors’ food
And be afraid of who, I made the loot
When money went from army green to navy blue
I said salute, bulletproof, I gave ’em proof
Sometimes feel like my head a screw
Twisted like tornados too
Man, I’ma need some crazy glue
Her walls is what I’m breaking through
Her nails, she gone break a few
You can never break me down and I can’t hit the brakes for you (errr!)

[Chorus]
You cannot break down what can’t be broken
Out of all the wrinkles, I was chosen (yeah)
When all of the lights, they get low (low)
And all of the curtains they close (they close)
You cannot break down (you can’t) what can’t be broken

[Post-Chorus]
G-code, G-code, we can’t break the G-code
We bros (can’t be broken)
We bros, we bros, we can’t break for these hoes, G-code
(Can’t be broken)

[Verse 2]
I ain’t finna break or fix the brakes
You hear me late, I’m laughing in your face
Now, fix your face, I can’t disintegrate, ’cause I facilitate a mil a day
For like a million days
At least the bills are paid, the children safe
Want to get away? No, I’m here to stay
I’m really great, but don’t discriminate
‘Cause I done seen a mirror break behind a pretty face
You stickin’ out your chest, your titties fake
Don’t make me pick your fate
I’m pickin’ out a mate, she get replaced
The heart was built to break
I’m smoking icky, watching Ricki Lake
I got a lawyer that turn any case into a pillow case
My killers straight, let’s do some Q & A
You saw the news today
Got news to break and rules to break
It hurt to say, they want to get Lil Tune to break
It’s worth the wait, commercial break

[Chorus]
You cannot break down what can’t be broken (G-code)
Out of all the wrinkles, I was chosen
When all of the lights, they get low
And all of the curtains they close
You cannot break down what can’t be broken (Uhh)

[Post-Chorus]
G-code, G-code, we can’t break the G-code
We bros (can’t be broken)
We bros, we bros, we can’t break for these hoes, G-code
(Can’t be broken)

[Intro: Swizz Beatz]
Y’all know his name
Ayo Mac, let the beat drop
Ladies and gentlemen, C5 (ow), Wayne time (ow)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Zone, zone, zone, zone, zone
Let me see your shoulders work
I mean, I don’t know what y’all came here to do, but uhh
If you ain’t a lighter, what the fuck you smoking for
We hot! (haaa)

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
What the fuck though? Where the love go?
Five, four, three, two, I let one go
Bow, get the fuck though, I don’t bluff, bro
Aimin’ at your head like a buffalo
You a roughneck, I’m a cutthroat
You’re a tough guy, that’s enough jokes
Then the sun die, the night is young though
The diamonds still shine, get it rough hoe
What the fuck though? Where the love go?
Five, four, three, two, where the ones go?
It’s a shit show, put you front row
Talkin’ shit, bro? Let your tongue show
Money over bitches, and above hoes
That is still my favorite love quote
Put the gun inside, what the fuck for?
I sleep with the gun, then she don’t snore
What the fuck yo? Where the love go?
Trade the ski mask, for the muzzle
It’s a blood bath, where the Suds go?
It’s a Swizz beat, down the drums go
If she’s iffy, down the drugs go
If she sip lean, double cup toast
I gotta duffle full of hundos
Down the love go, where’s the uproar?

[Hook]
What the fuck though? Where the love go?
Five, four, three, two, I let one go
Bow, get the fuck though, I don’t bluff, bro
Aimin’ at your head like a buffalo
What the fuck though? Where the love go?
Five, four, three, two, I let one go
Bow, get the fuck though, I don’t bluff, bro
Aimin’ at your head like a buffalo

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Get the fuck though, I don’t bluff, bro’
I come out the scuffle without a scuff, woah
Puff, puff, bro, I don’t huff though
Yellow diamonds up close, catch a sunstroke
At your front door with a gun stowed
“Knock-knock, who’s there” is how it won’t go
This the jungle so have the utmost
For the nutzos, and we nuts, so
What the fuck, bro? It’s where I’m from, bro
We grew up fast, we rolled up slow
We throw up gang signs, she throw up dope
Dreadlock hang down like a bando
Put the green in the bag, like a lawnmower
Hair trigger pulled back like a cornrow
Extra clip in the stash like a console
Listenin’ to Bono, you listen to Don O
What the fuck bro? Where the love go?
Swizzy, you a chef, I like my lunch gross
Just look up, bro, there the stars go
I see the shovel, but where the drugs go? Hmm
To the unknown
Only way he comin’ back is through his unborns
If you see what’s in my bag, think I’m a drug lord
It’s empty when I give it back, now where’s the uproar?

[Hook]
What the fuck though? Where the love go?
Five, four, three, two, I let one go
Bow, get the fuck though, I don’t bluff, bro
Aimin’ at your head like a buffalo
What the fuck though? Where the love go?
Five, four, three, two, I let one go
Bow, get the fuck though, I don’t bluff, bro
Aimin’ at your head like a buffalo