I think that everything is fine I realize that love makes, makes me sick. And when I see the two of you I reconfirm that love makes, makes me sick. Why must you infest my, my
you (...?...) all caught up in bein' waterproof when you shoulda been tryin' to catch up w/the truth for all intent and purposes your life on earth ain't worth it's weight in gold that's
in my thought, I can walk a mile on style it's been a while but I keep mechanicals on file for every new jack, and non-believer not knowin my background
York That's why I'm still fat, beef kill that, nigga where yo skillz at? [Chorus] [El Da Sensai] But, back to the subject at hand Peep my battle plan
without you on my side At the time I was fin'n and the beauty's been thinking about The beast and she can't be without (love) Plus all the drama that's
believe in, they just do what's most convenient, then they repent. And I always said, "Hang on to me, baby, and let's hope that the roof stays on."
integrity as if all that I showed were to be replaced with what I really was to be? before the storm of life killed what (I thought) was truth I did spit on
Run for your life! He's gone crazy! " That's why that lady screamed, that's her in the club, right outside Them all shots fly but (the gun's still loaded
cock, bitch niggas get blue balls It's sick that you should fuck with a real West Coast nigga Fuck that scrilla, imagine that Real run around, we'll run
these foes, you'll catch a dawn kal homey that's all I can say my nigga, case's closed now let's go and get this paper my nigga and chase hoes....... [
all on this when it's all over Mama said that blunt was a stunt to the brain So some say: I don't smoke but on a sneak-tip he sniff coke He won the
dope in ya fiends Although it's dope, it's not the dope you smoke like crack cocaine Still my product can drive you insane And on that same note, I flip
] [that's how it be happenin' that's how it be happenin' i tried to warn my nigga but dem people but they snatched him that's how it be happenin' that's
't know what to say But these thoughts I gave of you still won't go away So much time has passed it's the same pathetic song I have to admit it's gone on
When my cats attack you got your knot split We out to win and that's it! We out to win it like this! *crowd noise to end* That's my shit! Yo
longer wonder nor do I care you could be dead for all I know even more ****** up in your head for all I know coz all I really know is that you left without
beatboxing!] That subject's cute and it's sort of fine But another subject just came in my mind It's sort of crazy, it's sort of wack I'm talkin' about