love to watch it on TV There's gays, lesbians, stripper nymphos Teenage prostitutes, husbands gone psycho The haters hate it 'cause it's too hot for TV
people they attract Trinas on TV, Yeah ooh she fine Hey homey {Wassup} Trinas on TV {She cute} Not when she rapping, press mute And now we're gonna play a single from
up From New York to Japan, we breaking bread While the world is at war and slangin' lead You and I's, Too Hot For TV like Making The Band Now get up and
he ain't no different from you And she ain't no different from me So we got to live our dreams Like the people on TV We gotta stay tuned Cuz there
Cuz he ain't no different from you And she ain't no different from me So we got to live our dreams Like the people on TV We gotta stay tuned Cuz there
What if you find out everyone that's in your life Is only being paid off By a TV studio And every conversation everyone's had with you Is scripted by
, you know what im saying always man We had never forgot about Tupac, you know, thats our boy til the end [Too $hort x2: rapping] From hood to hood,
get just the right type of feeling, find someone who will pass and change them.) Old man Johnson got his head in his hand Making his way across state In a fiddling band
wish I would have stayed In my bed back at home watching TV alone Where Id put on some porn or have sex on the phone Far from people I hate down from
'em down nigga Motherfuck rappin', how 'bout fuckin wit me now nigga Nigga get ya checks from ya broads, get high Then your broads sneak ya keys from
[2Pac] Nigga we doin this shit from Cleveland to LA nigga whatever you niggas want we bringing it Thug Luv nigga what time is it yo I don't give a
comeback power like rogaine Records say Columbia but I?m So So man I stay on my grind bringin in that dough man From records to movies now a tv show
OAKLEY cool dudes shades he says his parents bought me this truck because in high school i got good grades he went back to check out a band at a local grunge band
I slept last night in a good hotel I went shopping today for jewels The wind rushed around the dirty town And the children let out from their schools
spits in glock land Walk like I'm from the hood, hair like and indie rock band Throw fits then pitch from hammers blow lungs up Before Onyx was telling
just tried to hit me with seven Shots to my motherfuckin torso I had my bulletproof on, and forty-four They tried to take me from my momma and my boo
eighty bucks, so that plan's out I done went through the phone book from front to back From new hoes to three year ago old school rats And I'm banned from
