Feelin my highs and my lows In my soul, and my goals Just to stop smoking and stop drinkin But I been thinkin I got my reasons Just to get (by), just
than pissed on I'm the Jetsons you the Flintstones catch me in the end zone high stepping prime time thought you n-ggas been on aint no blocking my shine like my new air
I got tattoos white boxers T-shirts and slugs I'm I'm in the mirror then I'm fixin my mug I put a nigga on the top floor I beat him with a jack show him
Never been high as you are till' you get on my flight Up and awayyyyyyyy we go, on my plane Mama they know my name, everywhere that we goooooo Need they
MTV put Run-D.M.C. on the tele (tele) Back when Whodini tried to tell ya about ya friends Nigga I was giving rap all my time and my ends Bought damn
the Earth make flesh Now see from the Father, how funky can you get? Now my activity is cosmi-tivity Immortal is my soul, my God, my reality I'm not measured
Agony] This the last call, total recall, my pimpin flowin like Niagara Falls So you can Phil Da Agony y'all Yeah you get beat to the punch, rap monsters eat
We cheated, so beat it Eat it like a dick bitch you too conceited I broke it, replaced it I slammed it, I chased it Hands in the air if ya love gettin
'm my own worst ENEMY With friends like y'all, the fuck needs ENEMIES? I beat, I stab, I kill my ENEMIES Refuse to let you waste my ENERGY [Xzibit] I
know what, We can do it in my rover, You can get from the side Like the pistol in my holster, She says she wanted it rough, So I beat it up & I choked
heart beat I just took yo bitch quicker then a heart beat Legs and thighs in my mouth like dark meat And she lifted up tow truck no parking Then I beat
spend a grand at the bar Jest bought a zone jays on my feet I'm on that patron so get like me 69 cutlass wit the bucket seats Beat in my trunk bought
that than pissed on, I'm the Jetsons, you the Flintstones Catch me in the end zone, high stepping, prime time Thought you niggas been on, ain't no blocking my shine Like my new Air
m the rookie? But my features and my show's ten times your pay? 50K for a verse, no album out Yeah, my money's so tall that my Barbie's gotta climb it
I break And i expose my weapon I might hit L.A rappin Last of the heat and start cars still beatin Im on the west side geekin This is the turf that I stick my
listen Everyone put ya fists in the air now (air now, air now, air now) Everyone put ya fists in the air now(air now, air now) Everyone put ya fists in the air
is on the itinorary Anywhere, any block, clap any iron And beat niggaz 'til you can't identify 'em D Block my nigga To the niggaz on cure perscription and Ki-lock my