re so fucking quick, to lend a hand, to take my side. Now what do you know about me? Just want to be a part of everything. And I don't need your help,
're so fucking quick, to lend a hand, to take my side. Now what do you know about me? Just want to be a part of everything. And I don't need your help
You're so fucking quick, to lend a hand, to take my side. Now what do you know about me? Just want to be a part of everything. And I don't need your help
Cause I don't wanna be cool, I don't wanna be you I don't wanna shake hands, or wear your G-Unit shoes Don't want you on my hooks, don't wanna be in your
Cuz I don't wanna be cool, I don't wanna be you I don't wanna shake hands, or wear your G-Unit shoes Don't want you on my hooks, don't wanna be in your
the hell down Down with the dirt and we don't fuck around Buck a couple of rounds and if you're passing through then hit the ground And don't get caught
good fight don't need no help, keep your hands up defend yourself, move like I move and live lifelong , can't move up if your hearts not strong, get
an end to all this terror and pain An end to your lies and your law Takin' away all your gold and your money 'cause dead men don't need it anymore Much
symbolic to a ballot, it's Abdul Malik Don't approach with bullshit, I'm quick to call it invalid Route through your district, we keep it simplistic No need
death, take your medicines I put the sick in your mu-sick with Osirus Bound to blow like a bad sinus [Ol Dirty Bastard] Stay up at night don't sleep on your
after the smoke die down The sound of your style, I won't lie down Fight the good fight, don't need no help Keep your hands up, defend yo self Move like
can't help it, I can't help it In the ghetto with a drop Rolls Royce They say keep at one hundred, I ain't got no choice (I can't help it) Always Big
the hell down Down with the dirt and we don't fuck around Buck a couple of rounds and if you're passing Through then hit the ground And don't get caught
the hell down Down with the dirt and we don't f**k around Buck a couple of rounds and if you're passing through then hit the ground And don't get caught
in Colorado Lock me in asylum, your boy too ill with it Your life is campaign and that's real bid'ness Set up shop and group your team 'Cause they ain't
