words that make me breathe Heart Soul You Love These are the words that make me Yeah These are the words that make me ...The words that make me ... The words that
cigar is making me choke on the words that are written for me. Oral sex isn't sex if it's performed on the commander in chief. Now read my fish stinking lips that
speak of that ocean deep How little words can say It's better now to ask your friend What makes him sad today No one can do it for you Make your own
high school, but that's expected with geniuses My music goes hard, bang shit like gay penises My DJ be Sosupersam She Asian, fuck that Klu Klux Klan I love these clothes, that
clone after me The fourth clone could battle him after he battles me But your the fifth clone can only be used to tattle me This is called microphone
airplane wing and only way for me to get 'em off I have to sing I say, "Oooh hoe, don't jock me so, never-ever-ever wanna let me go, once I whip this
all, gotta keep it real y'all I drop the lines above your mind y'all When I be comin' on that ill tip My whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to
when the mac spray Turn rappers back into clay (aha) My minds a museum filled with microphone exhibits Of rhymes that I write that look like pictures [
this crew cat, juggyyyyy!!!! [Mack 10 (ODB)] People call me crazy, but that's alright with me (It's alright!) They ask me why I'm hustlin, (We hustlin
