world on fire That was then, this is now And nothing's blowin in the wind Chorus: Screwed up, that's the problem You're going down, down, down, down, down Screwed up
da da (blaow!) Y'all walk through my p's in karats Wind up hook on machines, livin' like peas and carrots Ya team wanna beef, thats when I screw the muzzle
so I'm a do it The South gon' love it - chop it {SCREW IT} Slow it down, then bring it back up G-G-G U-NO! Nigga, it's Young Buck! [Verse 7: Young Buck
: Runnin' Up on Ya Runnin up on ya The House of Pain...runnin' up on ya(2x) Give me some elbow room Spark the boom Then pass it I'll drop ya like acid
up to me Lay her on back ever so gently She like the way the dope fold up, Rolls roll up Cristal just throw up, bitch grow up Hold up, there's DeGenero
Albert Einstein minds connect wit dangerous sons, step back let the tech lift Lift you up, bless you wit a shorty then we set you up Spark the lye, Q.
get they head screwed on tight when it really get down to the nitty grit who gone fight pipe down 'cause ain't no better time to crank it up than right
named scratched up off my guestlist party freak You the type of nigga that'll hardly speak unless you spoken to You throw a cold screw, but sober up
fire or hold back on ammunition On your wig transition?" My mission, like Take 6, is to spread love But all you screwed mugs got me wearin' black gloves You up
saw in detention Get ya grands up hands up, real niggas stand up PUT EM UP!! Lemme see ya lighter! - Put it in the sky for me Lemme see ya lighter! -
Stroll on my depths as a criminal Homicidal activity bring 'em up all up Nigga let's show this shit be real But stack up realer than a nigga talk gats
rolling Stroll on my depths as a criminal Homicidal activity bring 'em up all up Nigga let's show this shit be real But stack up realer than a nigga
It cost to be a boss but you ain't got enough Now get ya swagger up, now get ya swagger up Now get ya swagger up, now get ya swagger up What you know
t be spendin' my time If you get your guts pushed, could because of Luda and Meth Could because we do it the best, could because we screw 'em to death Come up
Lil Wayne Magic, ahh ahh ow! rest in peace pimp c yeahhhh lemme spark up first... Magic, ahh ahh ow! rest in peace pimp c yeahhhh lemme spark up first
a missle cos I be squezzin' that type of shit up out my pistol Don't talk that tone, if you ain't gon' spark the chrome you shook and ain't got no tests
