't wanna talk You better know that this is all your fault I hope you know that this is all your fault You can't look back all that shit doesn't matter
you won't listen, so I have no choice It's time for you to move on without me Just don't forget that this is all your fault all your fault You can't
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t listen, so I have no choice It's time for you to move on without me Just don't forget that this is all your fault All your fault You can't come back
move ["Move" Echo] 50 ain't gangsta Lloyd Banks ain't gangsta Yayo ain't gangsta Young Buck, you know you ain't gangsta Look at what you niggas made Ain't
move (Move Echo) 50 ain't gangsta Lloyd Banks ain't gangsta Yayo ain't gangsta Young Buck, you know you ain't gangsta You at what you niggas made Ain't
't so easy Somedays, somedays, somedays (Somedays) just ain't so easy Somedays, somedays, somedays (Somedays), somedays (Somedays) Just ain't so easy It's not the fault
Whose fault? Let's play the blame game, I love you more Let's play the blame game for sure Let's call out names, names, I hate you more Let's call out
I shove a falcon wing up your fly ass You know what time it is, so why ask When Shady and Nicki's worlds class it's high class meets white trash Raah
all about the money What the fuck you think I do it for? Bitch don't act like you don't know I'm killing all these rap niggas Custom made casket for your
Benz dealer, spend a hundred thousand cash You feelin' like a hoe, money comin' out your ass In a way, it's not your fault You stupid as fuck, that's
, I say pussy on an old hoe I guess y'all fools don't know Why some good rappers can't sell no tapes It's not the company's fault, the shit sounds fake
, then the homie switch Bitch, ain't getting nothing but a lesson taught If your pimping ain't strong, it's not my fault Hoes start choosing, wouldn't
's the same And it's the same every night I wouldn't shoot you bro but I'd shoot that fool If he played me close and tried to test my cool Every day I
I shove a falcon wing up your fly ass you know what time it is, so why ask? Slim Shady and Nicki's World's clashing It's high class meets white trash
Philly niggaz wouldn't applaud Nobody know your record nor who you openin' for Can tell your squad's artificial while approachin' the door So you should prepare, for lyrical terror that's
