for the love Love everything you do, and do nothing halfheartedly Be what you speak Man, never speak on what you be Even if you're lost, front like you
a whole neighborhood that seen a thug to stop (Stop!) Cause I show 'em what Waco see, then hit the district then visit to Jac-o-b I like my diamonds
tryin to test you) You're a dog - Boy you know you lost my trust (I was playin games on you, baby) You're a dog - And I know its obvious I'm a D-O-G
[GODZILLA] "It's Rodan The attack started at 11 o'clock And now he has destroyed everything in the city. Leaders have called out their defenses. There
the hip hop game but the rap got cancer Tumors poppin from the middle of rumors Generation x be the end of baby boomers Is the next generation headed
O'Neal] Yo Trigg [Trigga] Yeah, yeah diesel [Shaquille O'Neal] Come take this ride with me dog [Trigga] Let's flow dog Diesel, diesel [Shaquille O
[Chorus - B.o.B] Just because I'm losing doesn't mean I'm lost They gave me nothing but doubt First they waited, than they hated, than counted me out
O'Neal) Yo Trigg (Trigga) Yeah, yeah diesel (Shaquille O'Neal) Come take this ride with me dog (Trigga) Let's flow dog Diesel, diesel (Shaquille O
in this motherfucker, killers incorporated motherfucker. Ha ha... Little Capo in this bitch. Rasu in this motherfucker. Mo! Thug Millenium, ThugLine. Nigga what? Bring yellow niggas back in style B
money plus family, shit wasn't that bad All you little shorties runnin' 'round like shits sweet Just remember these words from the M O double B, gonna
hug the glock I have a whole neighborhood that seen a thug to stop 'Cause I show 'em what Waco see Then hit the district then visit to Jac-o-b I like
the glock I have a whole neighborhood that seen a thug to stop (Stop!) Cause I show 'em what Waco see, then hit the district then visit to Jac-o-b I like
her sign is a Leo Bugzy fucked her in a Regal And then she took me to my P.O. Fuck rollin' ceelo I'm down to a c-note Lost a g' rollin' dice at that
Yo I see ya (I see ya) I see ya (I see ya) I see ya (I see ya) I see ya (I see ya) Yeah It's B-O-B-Oh No I don't need no lingo Cause I'm on this mic
I'm screamin' death row, throw my Westside, ain't no thang We was raised off drive-by's, brought up to bang We claim mob, M O B if you be specific We
jars in microwaves Got to have it, backwoods and purple haze Mess around in my side of town, get clowned down John, Jane Doe, lost and found Everybody