Calm me down, calm me down I'm inside out and upside down Hold my head in your hands To calm me down, get it out Get it out, oh, get it out Use your
room not as raw to a ridiculous tune slightly out of key in the mother hour Ryan & Alanis : So leave me alone So leave me alone So leave me alone I'm
it was the goddamned wall. I would have to hide all my valuables. Who would calm my mother down? Who would calm me down once I talked her through it? My mother
I'ma predator the reap No mercy those sleep where my niggas creep And remember they crept and they came with Eazy Cant calm me down give me a pound smoke
I be the god father of the club banger, let me hear you clap You can applause me from the very beginning You can give me yo, standing ovation while I
maybe that's the guy in me I'll be thinkin what she thinkin like you thinking I told myself be patient She calm me down, she make me laugh So I rub her
dinero la fama no me importa mi hermano soy sincero gracias a mi senor que me dio el alma de una guerrero (calle) ya que me llama camino con calma se
baloon Peeping Tom for the mother station Winter's cold spring erases And the calm away by the storm is chasen Everything good needs replacing Look up, look down
balloon Peeping tom for the mother station Winter's cold spring erases And the calm away by the storm is chasing Everything good needs replacing Look up, look down
s gonna be too late A message from King Tee The Great [Body & Soul] Sisters, since we are the mothers of this earth It's time we start being good mothers
and go on and rap, bald-headed fuck Aw shit, homeboy, you should of seen me I was flipped at the party drinking a fifth of MD Straight passed-out on his mother
die slowly Cats snatch rollies, gats'll leave you holy My momma always told me the streetz will slow me down Daddy never showed me how the heat will hold me down
could pretend your me A cut from the cloth of the kennedys Frank Sinatra having dinner with the Genevees This is the genesis of a nemesis Mother america
thee I feel the line's drawn here, nuttin more can stop me Till them feds pick me up, or them boys pop me There's only three things that make Mac not
the mic goes stale Don't test me They can't arrest me I'll fake right cross-over and shoot lefty You look upset, yo calm down You look cable guy
