Why can't you fucking see that nothing new is said. It's the same old speech again. No matter what I fucking do, I fail in the end. Looking down on me
you know that we beam It's the All City varsity, hard-headed squad We played y'all spades, y'all handle y'all cards But we ain't all odds, we just blaze
waste no time I'll make it worth it 100 percent, i'll make it perfect you got a body to die for, let me merk it Now it's murder on the dance floor I
I go off like a Shite bomb And All ya'll see I'm on my War paint on my face, shit My nine mm on my waist, shit I'm a problem Shoot up your place shit
! No question at all Them ready fi rise the tallest Take to the enemies All for one And one for all this Real friend will hear you out No secret feelings
Be dug alive, but you never knew, you're just Too deaf to hear my forces yell All your mind is full of hate, you hold the link To seal my fate, I
-pack, I'll show you how to read crack You get it soft and then you rock it like T-Mac The weed good price, plus it smoke speci Three thousand full pound
uh feels good If it feels good don't even fight it man You know? Yeah man Real Talk Of New York [Verse 1: Fabolous] Its all eyes on me like Mr. Shakur
Home to the one... yeah I hear you calling, calling for me Silent tears are falling On all that is real... nothing is real On wings of glory we shall
and be fakin my death I keep that good shit it's tastin so fresh And all y'all sloppy Joe niggaz yo y'all makin a mess We on the way to yo' nap, so put
take this lambo and put 6 holes in it, shatter the glass and leave my body exposed in it, lift the doors up and let all my demons out, and I can see my
killer wayne bought that porsche out, I had the illest jump shot so he bet all his money on me, 12 years old with all the honeys on me, Patrick Ewings on
You Out", so I'm a do it The South gon' love it - chop it {SCREW IT} Slow it down, then bring it back up G-G-G U-NO! Nigga, it's Young Buck! [Verse 7
and blunt from all the lies Now, when I hold your face so close to mine I see a place where the sun will shine, with you it is divine Looking down
through California Love to get up on it We disinigrate all opponents And represent it, wit windows tinted Till you can't control it It's the O to the
I hold in my right hand Like the Psalm that says word we delight man Rejoice and we write man, all about Christ fam Let's keep it moving Don't get it
s before that, I didn't think it was worth it These Christians ain't worth the penny-loafers they go to church with You might even catch em on the same