Letras:
Fucked Up Remember My Name

with you to the grave, it just pumps cold blood through my veins. I lost it all in fate's cruel game. Only the devil remembers my name." Only a foolish

a hundred thou like my wallet missing Then re-up like kid before the d-cup Continuously getting money with my feet up Chasing the throne, here my black Air Force I said fuck

is where I still kick it I'm tryin to hustle up a meal ticket I'm still wicked in my ways, a hustler till my dying days Aint nothin wrong with gettin

knowing my name (Edi) A young high strung thug nigga Created by pain Livin' my life in the fast lane Gettin' fucked by the past Got my mind on my

blasphemy in here! Makaveli, the new breed -- and I remember what my pops told me The new word, follow me -- remember what my pops told me My family

Cause strictly 4 my niggaz (Chorus) This is for the critics if you live up pick up my shit or I'll be back doin stickups I better see five stars next to my

for tv Niggas like me, don't give a fuck about commercial air time Forced underground, ain't nothing commercial bout my rhymes Rather be broke or slinging dope than hold my

always trippin I see you like that, the way I call your name When I tell you shit is real you know it ain't a game No pretending, always breakin up

: Trust what a fucked up word It's more often misunderstood The last time we talked was all my fault but I'm not the one to blame You had a million chances