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Take your time No please baby It’s the last you’ll get Just observin’ Ya don’t look so good Is it the judge Or just ya own anguish? Fuck! My bad! I didn’t mean to answer so late I was busy with a campaign I forgot about the time But cheers! I’m late! Man, I’m glad it’s just my old mates Man, I’m glad there’s not a new case Man, I’m glad to be home I know! I know ya think ya better on ya own Smooth walker Big talker Letras de cancionesIn the city But don’t forget Who helped you get that throne Ya tuff hot shit You can’t hide from what you molded You can’t hide from who you scolded You can’t hide from what you’ve sewn But cheers! You’re late! Ain’t ya glad it’s just ya old mates Ain’t ya glad there’s not a new case Ain’t ya glad to be home And shit! My luck! There somebody tryna spike my cup Thought you’d like it? Man, ya full of shit Damn I need to be alone Cheers! You’re late! Ain’t ya glad it’s just ya old mates Ain’t ya glad there’s not a new case Ain’t ya glad to be home But cheers! You’re late! Ain’t ya glad it’s just ya old mates Ain’t ya glad there’s not a new case Ain’t ya glad to be home From Letras Mania