: Checkmate honey, beat ya at your own damn game no dice honey, I'm livin' on the astral plane feet's on the ground, and your head's goin' down the drain
revenge It's a little too late for an apology Means so much more than they could ever give to us [x2] I'm not asking for your acceptance I'm not waiting
to hurt you I'm just a man Tryna love you I'm just a man Trying to love you Your walls are so impossible I'm tired As I'm climbing They keep on multiplying
gotta be a casualty He after me, but I'm a put a bullet through your head Shoulda fled, but you didn't, so bye-bye Take 'em a couple a days to get your
sleepa, gotta get put that on all me reefer Somehow must beat ya, so peep out the creep or the reaper will meet ya [Verse 2: Layzie Bone] Bailin' on
Layzie:] Back on the mission, flipped the script, better check what the wind just blew in. Think again. It's a preacher with' a grin on a mission for revenge with' a
I'm gonna, put it on ya And I cant lie shawty hotter than the Arizona summer And she get it from her mama You can hit me on a late night tip I heard you
know I'm a boss And out of my career I say I took 1 lose But that wasn't on me That was Sony's fault Say that wasn't on me that was Sony's fault (Damn
2:] Look at you now You sittin' up on top of the world Got a X5 and a Benz just to swerve Gotcha dream house now Sittin' on big land, big money, big
ramrod rock She's a hot stepping hemi with a four on the floor She's a roadrunner engine in a '32 Ford Late at night when I'm dead on the line I swear
bruised arms and broken rhythm and a beat-up old Buick but dressed just like dynamite, He tried sellin' his heart to the hard girls over on Easy Street
and make you wanna accept more Niggas analyze the jewel that I reveal in a rhyme I'm like something that has evolved about a million times Peep the display
[Mannie Fresh] Have to beat a bitch Mistreat a bitch Cheat a bitch Delete a bitch Now who's the shits? See my story takes place on the late night I
I leave them stuck I'm getting high for a living not giving a fuck. It goes on and on and on hell raising Hollywood Welcome to Babylon It goes on and on and on
sleep I need some Medical attention, I'm a trouble seeker! I'm a trouble seeker! - I'm a trouble seeker! I'm a trouble seeker! - I'm a trouble seeker! [
me across lines in a trunk Just like a bird I'm free, in a land with no fuckin extradition treaty, I'm out, geyeah "Shit is real on the motherfuckin