whats the worst thing that could happen whats the worst thing that could happen you're bored out of ya mind fighting all the time whats the worst thing that could happen
you let me treat you like the chronic and hit it Lay you on the bed, like you was a spread And let you do what you do what that head That's when I said
to pretend That nothing's changed for all that you bring For all that you bring Simple is so complex now So I understand That I never thought that happy
worth the pain and missery that agging me should be wit me so please just let it be am soory that I maker you feel this way (am so sorry)baby am sorry that
Dun Know Whyy [Lil Coccsta:] Am Livin My Life In Hell Livin My Life In Missery Cause All The Thing You Causes Now It Conjade On Me Yea The Hunt That You Can
that.. in the stereo That's Acey/A.C. - Automatic Control What is that.. in the stereo AHHH! That's Acey/A.C. - Automatic Control [Verse One] I can leap
like the rings on a pimp I live life like the captain of a sinking ship The one thing that I can guarantee I'm like a stepping raiser, I suggest you
that you seem sincere I think I'd like to get to know you a little bit more I think there's something more Life's worth living for Who knows what could happen
crews that drift apart to mine that keeps shit in sync From the girl that I love, to the peace that she brings Cause her harmony's the only thing that
good to do a thing you want to...mm-misbehaving. So unwind, let me let it go, everything that you know. I will give you something that will blow your
a gossiper Thought that we was fly but ain't like a ostrich bro (woo) That's why I say no way, Larry King of this thing, my pay stay okay Mixtapes in
will happen next. [Chorus: ????] I Shed Tears for the World I Shed Tears for the World [First Verse: Crazy] Father please send a sign now, I can barely
s cool if you live that If I can't relate, are my rhymes less fat? Cause I'm not a hustler, a gangster, a player or a G I'm just an MC bein me, so I ask
my system, Alpined out.. [John Doe] You ever heard a murder? The lyrical kind? Well, I got a rhyme That'll make a nigga shit a few times Hit a few dimes
in reverse Death becomes my birth Me fighting in your war is still, by a large margin The least likely thing that will ever fucking happen...ever
you waitin' for? Make the music that the people can't ignore A lotta niggas is bitches, a lotta bitches be trippin' A lotta them be wishin' that they was in my position A
he makes For Fannypack's sake do what you feel Don't go on a date just to get a meal For real homegirl there's a word for that Think of a garden tool
