power to lead without fear. Not about, in some tower, but here-right down here-... with us in this world. Look at you: everywhere at once. Look at you
Look at you, you, such a fine citizen Look at you, you, such a glowing example Of peace and glory, glory, glory Of peace and glory, glory, glory And let
to lead without fear. Not about, in some tower, but here-right down here-... with us in this world. Look at you: everywhere at once. Look at you:
Extreme at times. Blinded by my passion and fury. Look at me laugh at my competition's flashin my jewelry. You'd stay silent if you niggas knew me. Truely effective. The shit you
back, get da shells, go straight home Never slip, my +Ill Will+ to survive is so deep Can't sleep, cousin to death, makes me weak Pullin' triggers at my
explode] I blow four charges if I do-own (come on!) My fiends going to the rehab like Winehouse. You know I got my shine's out love they way the wezzey look
fools), walkin' jack moves. [Layzie] See, I'm sittin' in my room, and a nigga feelin' down steady thinkin' 'bout how to get paid Gotta gauge at my waist
you don't smoke Buddha! Let me take you down under on a plane Where everybody was going insane! Took a look at the Real one, AFRO COMB! Next morning you
fireplace mantle and Grab my flannel and my bandanna than - kiss the naked mannequin man again, You can see him standing in my front window if you look
steady.... You can hold my nuts steady and then.... I can stick my dick in you like a machette...If you're a girl... If you're a girl then you're my world
my heart was shudder Look at there, look at there You're the one, look at there Youngblood, youngblood, youngblood Woo, I can't get you out of my mind
involved wasn't only beer What was I thinking But my boyfriend smiles Ch What are you thinking What are you thinking What are you thinking yeah yeah yeah x2 I never wear a dress and my
little fag Looking for Brandon cause we can't stand him I know my boys make the bass go boom But shhh, you can hear jacking off in the boys room Aww,
to hell in a purple basket, At least I'll be in another world while you're pissin' on my casket. How could you be so perfect for me? Why can't you ignore
charge? You can put that on my credit card Money over bitches I don't need 4 hoes to set it off But there's a couple things that's on my chest I need
And on my wall in drippin' blood I write my rhymes I got eyeballs hangin' on my porch like wind chimes And if you think that's sick, just open my fridge
you find, it ain't no Santa, Christmas still mean a lot 'Cause it's the time to get together and give all you got You got food, good moods, and what's
s about 9:15 Got a page from my girl Misdemean Timbaland I need you to meet me out in Queens While you on your way don't forgetto bring My sunglasses and my show-jack