creep, yeah, I'm a jerk Touch me I'm sick I won't live long, and I'm full of rot Gonna give you girl, everything i got Touch me I'm sick Touch me I'm sick
niggas Cause i'm down for my niggas I'm about to blaze with the Mac and spit rounds for my niggas Tear down for niggas Make 'em drown for my niggas Fuck
to hear... [Chorus A] Cause, I know you want me baby, I think I want you too "I think I love you baby", I think I love you too I'm here to save you girl
, you fucking ruined my life! I wanted to die! I'm sick of it, mother fucker . . . oh oh Why'd you fuck'n do it to me? I Hate You! I Fuck'n Hate
do. I believe that you heard your master sing while I was sick in bed, I'm sure that he told you everything I must keep locked away in my head.
I'm sick of my sickness Don't touch me, you'll get this. I'm useless, lazy, perverted, and you hate me. You can't save me, You can't change me, Well
whats my name? Mike 3 I Be, Ya Maniac By Any means Seduce Me.. I know you want me no times for games i'm only here for sex so i suggest you approach me
huh I know what you wanna hear 'Cuz I know you want me baby I think I want you too I think I love you baby I think I love you too I'm here to save you
the king, I guess when I bust I'm too much for ya, I cuss when I must I'm too rough for ya, Tecca Nina when I'm flowin It's a rush for ya, Other rappers
him in the clouds No remorse for the dog, treat him like a stray This for the sweety from around my way I got you And I can talk about me and what I'm
d do I believe that you heard your master sing While I was sick in bed I'm sure that he told you everything I must keep locked away in my head Your
she didn't come home yet Foxxx, I'm hurt, sad as could be Cause everytime she leaves, she always calls me But I ain't heard a word, I'm worried to death I
't come home yet" "Foxxx, I'm hurt, sad as could be 'Cause every time she leaves she always calls me But I ain't heard a word, I'm worried to death I
that, my life stopped on the dime I can't stop cryin', inside I'm dyin' I caught you red-handed, that's what I get for spyin' But I've been suspicious
and I. If I loved this, then why do you make me sick? Why do you make me sad? Why do you make me sick of your poor sick mouth? Stop ruining it, for the
the stage alone, one mic, I'm a loner I'm the heartbeat to in my city on the corner So they call me swagger doner since life is my I'm a stagger on her
do. I believe that you heard your master sing while I was sick in bed, I'm sure that he told you everything I must keep locked away in my head. Your
