we give up sometimes and i guess that should be good enough for me why are you giving up why wont you stand your ground why are you giving up why wont
east side and why do they all call me B.O But see I need this beat for Anybody fed my ego Back in the hood at east shows So we take hood wherever we
or be what I am Damn I dont give a damn all up in this booth tryna lay this shit down Yeuh so let me turn it down We all around its a mixtape now Stay
the bridge and don't give a boat, let 'em sink Sometimes you gotta give 'em some some time to let 'em think But sometimes you gotta give 'em the nine
nigga ayyon Dont take your fucking mask off, bitch empty out the cah draw We on a suicide mission, but we dont give fuck Cause if we make it out, bigger
game And we done lived a long hard life And we done shed so many tears under these bright lights Y'all, although we grew up, corrupted and scorned We
did Wishin' someone held me but they never did. I can't take it will I make it to my older age? Before I'm shot up or locked up in a fuckin' cage. Lord
bust, turn into a monster, eatin weak mc's up, smokin trees up, pinnin hoes knees up, feds wouldn't ease up, had to put the keys up, findin Jesus prayin
your name When I tell you shit is real you know it ain't a game No pretending, always breakin up and mending We gon' kill each other before this shit we
to her straight, to a real knight She got herself on protection, we all good all night She said they only wanna cut, bustas never business Sometimes she
perspective to show you Someone you know that knows you, and gives you motivation Someone that you can go to, and vent your frustration We always talk about our peeps, how we
many times, they disbelieved and they speechless sometimes having certain friends can end up being a weakness see now my dogs turn to wolves and try to front me and surround me come up
And you gotta know that I don't wanna hurt you I just wanna know you Read me your script later baby I'll call you Girl, maybe we need to spend sometime
Read me your script later baby I'll call ya, Body so sick gotta get next to ya I've been waitin all night long to know you're name Know your name To know your name
s handle this small shit [Eminem] I was born to brew up storms 'n stir up shit Kick up dust, cuss til I slur up spit Grew up too quick, won't through
