be... I could feign stories of regret and woe but morals implore me to share the truth that I know. I couldn't watch quietly and I won't pretend to understand. I
to be... I could feign stories of regret and woe but morals implore me to share the truth that I know. I couldn't watch quietly and I won't pretend to understand. I
up the station, T.V. station! I'm in a distant realm, I live in... And I forgot already what you're about to know. You know I don't buy... the bullshit
handing yo hours But pucker up because the truth gets sour More sour than the sour diesel I devour Hear me by the hour, I give ya fifty vowels When I
And I'm-and I'm gonna quit this, quit this (Quit this) Crazy scene [B.o.B] Fuck the money I'm leavin' I'm goin' back home after I break even I said what I
of money) And I'm-and I'm gonna quit this, quit this (Quit this) Crazy scene [Asher] Okay Yeah, I'll play yo game I'm in I'll dance, I'll rap, I'll sing
and pearl...IN WAR Can't drink weh a serve...IN BAR Gas wi fuck up yuh nerves...IN WAR Shot wi blood up yuh shirt...IN WAR Can't go lift up no skirt...
they don't know to star She fuck with niggas like Fabolous Cause to tell the truth, baby life's fabolous It's the fabulous life, oh I be living that
blunt Look I don't be meaning to stunt, but I zip down like jeans in the front In somethin' that you seen and you want But otherwise I'm cool wit' it
: (feat. Mike Shorey) [Fabolous] Yeah, Uh I know I make you wanna leave the one you with But I ain't Usher Raymond I'm the kid that they rush to blamin
remind where I'm from, I look at my own tooth I'm speakin' the known truth I ain't been living the same, since I moved under Silvia Rone's roof Why would
I'm on the come-up Cause I pass the hitch-hikers, like I don't see 'em with they thumb up I just turn the system up and keep boppin I never get, where
If you slippin in Hollywood, and you get your chain snatched, I know some niggas that know some niggas, Ill get your chain back. [Chorus] Niggas already know
I can't get you I'm fucking Lloyd Banks up You know nigga look at my face I told you not to mess with my gangsta I swear to God I told him Mase Prayin
name is young Game so you can fuck, the rest I'm comin like this and I'm comin directly Cause niggaz gettin all stirred up, I'm doin damage quite effectively
six-eight before I go Not really into freestylin, or tryin to promote violence But they gotta know about the five-five-fo', so That's how I'm livin, I do as I
seem to me like e'rybody got they own truth Believe me I'm in them sheets like phonebooths I play the game I was born to score But I'm a lil' too cute
fuck up, my niggaz act the fuck up So keep yourself in line or you could get smacked the fuck up Jacked the fuck up, beat up bad and clapped the fuck
