like she callin me fuck the way you thought of me I'm nothin like you thought I'd be that's even if you follow me appreciative you oughta be cannot what you want of me
s just that I hate tux She wanna toast with the Mo' and the ice Throwin' the rice Wake up with me for the rest of your life Ask me where I'm going,when
past You'll never learn the fun now Til you're standing at the gate And you can't truly love until youve given up on it She told me that she never would
With the perfect hair and the perfect wife and the perfect kids and the perfect life i can finally be somebody ...) let's play born-again american, resistance
With the perfect hair And the perfect wife And the perfect kids And the perfect life I will finally be somebody...) (Let's play born-again American,
truth be told yea, We got so much horror (terror) Robbed at gunpoint bullets for you Another story on the morning news A drug deal gone bad takes a life
: [Chorus:] Hi Life We livin' that hi life Hi Life (Hi Life...mmmmmmmmmm) We livin' that hi life...mmmmmmmmmmm [Pimp C:] I'm tired livin' fucked up
state trooper I feel the steel when he jabs me with his fucking Ruger America the beautiful? Inside I see medusa I see the glare from a mom who wish she
got a [???] girl pregnant but she got an abortion Said I wasn't disciplined and didn't have caution Didn't want her only child to be fatherless She told me
Mama held me in her arms keeping me out of harms way Can you tell me, how did mamas baby become a killer Who turned this African into an American nigga
survive You turned your eyes- plugged your up ears Ignored my cries Now Ms. America sayin' we scarin' her But she can give me Liberty or Death- I'm darin' her Either one'll set me
it away) Tell mea?¦ (I can't tell you anything) Tell me you want to be free, tell me, tell me, Give me some encouragement (I feel, I feel, I feel) And make me
stop me bury murder me or drop me I got Thug Luv for my nationwide posse feel me Little thug from the land nigga never ran Motherfuckers out to get me
me bury murder me or drop me I got Thug Luv for my nationwide posse feel me [Layzie] Little thug from the land nigga never ran Motherf**kers out to get me
No need for screamin' at me momma, I'm out And plus I wasn't really happy here to start with, let that be told My old homeboy was robbin' me, and that
facin' twenty years Pourin' beers on the corner 'cause Frankie told me look a killer Told me I was high, livin' blind to the fact that they sold us out America
I brake off you She see me in VIP I wanna brake on crew (Face it) When she wit you she lyin' You bet she fake it When she wit me She like it She never