and I'm okay Doesn't matter anyway Guess I should be sorry, I'm not You would be the last thing on my mind I'm fine, and I don't really mind I barely
to stand and stare You bought new shoes and you did up your hair You made a real effort tonight and it shows I can tell by your face you don't wanna
: Excuse me girl, I don't mean to bite And I aint trynna make a scene and nuthin But you got a face I done seen in magazines and somethin Kinda Legs
hood I live in He's taking away but he's giving Now don't give me these cars Don't give me these mansions Don't hate me just let me ride, Lord just give
a Benzino it don't matter I'd never drag them in battles that I can handle unless I absolutely have to I'm supposed to set an example I need to be the
you plat's What nigga you need a gun? I'll get you that P-89 nigga let Dre stitch you back ??? Industry niggaz I'll admit to that But I don't even want
as you see fit, but get this through that I don't approve of what you did to you own flesh and blood. "If you don't sit on this chair straight I'll
doesn?t matter (this is my heart upon the letter) For when I am weak he is strong And I become foolish for yourselves compel me, actually, I should have
let's get it because I'm amped on his name Now as you all know Paul wrote and said he couldn't wait to see us He said he tries but I quote, "Satan still
You're given You don't need direction to find your way, don't You listen to yourself now and again killing Time, killing you mind over matter, stop and
you want me and ii want you 2 And if you don't front on me ii ain't gon front on you You da reason why ya boy gotta smile on my face Me n you gon keep
] Jump up and down, but don't freak or hustle When you're doin' the Bart, you use every muscle Don't hurt yourself or exert yourself You can do the Bart
don`t matter cos I love u and I`ll place no one else above you oh my babe though you so fine and it pleases me no mind I`ll never do anything to hurt you
corpse Mind full of sick thoughts And I ain't goin back to court So fuck what you thought I'm drinkin' hennessey Runnin from my enemies will I live to
I know that ain't the truth, sometimes I look for proof I wonder if heaven got a ghetto, and if it does Does it matter if you blood or you cuz Remember