piece of a*s Look how it began, nobody gave a f**k about me Pistol in my hand, this cruel world can do without me How can I survive? Got me askin white
push me You see me and chills run up your spine Hardly even in the same war, but your heart ain't like mine Press, they look at me like I'm a menace
me, sugar The way you move your body It really drives me crazy Your body hypnotizing, your smell is so exciting So baby come on home with me, I like the
arrested, but open fire? Life in the pen ain't for me, cause I'd rather die But don't cry through your despair I wonder if the Lord still cares for
me You see me and chills run up your spine Hardly even in the same war, but your heart ain't like mine Press, they look at me like I'm a menace I was
fruit, ?bear some fruit? Let?s go! Let me be clear, I ain?t here to please men, if I was, then I wouldn?t be a servant of him I?m shocked how quick
is Lord the Most High Woe is me, I'm a man with unclean lips And I live amongst a people whose on the same trip That when one Seraphim flew to me with
me room, I'm comin through You can't do me Yo, who you be? Even Aaron Hall couldn't 'groooove me' Boy, your little style don't move me Truly, you never
Oh no, for it holds the reasons why The fields are white and now the time has come For there's a harvest, there is work left to be done Lord here am
' see Better watch how you talk, when you talk about me 'Cause I'll come and take your life away Many men, many, many, many, many men Wish death upon me Lord
' bumpin' raw life Drop some shit to make these stupid bitches jaw tight [50 Cent (2pac)] Till makaveli return it's all eyes on me- on me (what do we have here
Together niggas stand and divided they fall Round here, shook niggas they keep it in motion Come around here with your rollie you can get robbed like Ocean Lord
love me, tell me you love me, don't stare at me man I'd hate to be in the Benz clapping one of my fans Let me show you how to greet me, when you meet
watch how you talk, when you talk about me 'Cause I'll come and take your life away Many men, many, many, many, many men Wish death upon me Lord I don
come at me kid, your ass better come correct [Chorus x2] This is what you call ryder music All the gangstas are ridin' to it Let's roll, I can show ya how
how long till lunch) any how thou man (hey, ok check this out) umm I'm about to get out the phone (hey dude) this fool is over here sweating me for
friends, you doggin me (doggin me) I'm sitting at home crying on the phone I don't understand how our love is gone (I don't understand) Why you leavin' me