Can't take this...bad! Can't take this...good! Can't take this...bad! Can't take this...good! Can't take this...bad! Can't take this...not bad meaning
of these cats is playing, softball Put that bat down, swing at a golf ball I can get raw dog, when niggas stud up Don't get your block knocked off, wig
Ain't Tryna Barter Vice Grips On My Hips And My Lips On The Tip Now Let Ya Face Take A Taste I Promise I Will Squirt And It Won't Be Mase Dumb Sprung
and were starting this party from dusk. And I take great pleasure in introducing: 50 Cent ! 50 Cent It’s bottle after bottle The money ain’t a thang
a fitted cap, can't deal with little straps Strictly big guns when it comes to ripping tracks I ain't sweating sales, dub this for your crew Cuz once
could I describe pain could I Describe livin life without desire mayne Could I survive if I couldn't rap or entertain alive And free you can't beat it Who can
, when a bouncer notices he doesn't have any shoes on" F1: Ohh baby you like it when I dance with you Cow: Moo F1: Uh uh uh, you can't touch that Cow
Check this out man All this gym shit Runnin around for a scholarship ain't even my style man I don't even know what the fuck I'm doin in this shit Bout
Is this the end of Rico?" "Caesar Enrico Vandello" "Is this the end of Rico?" "Caesar Enrico Vandello" "Caesar Enrico Vandello" [Verse 2:] Check this out don't
the make-up just to shake up these clowns "Yeah, that's it alright Bam you can dick it out but you couldn't show you can't take it no more Your through
a chance and I'll try to forgive And I don't know And I can't guess If it's gonna be OK But now my last wish Is that you do this with me Kiss me here
help you You don't, don't give a damn Why can't you hear me I'm trying to save you You don't give a, you don't, don't give a damn Anxiety attacks as confusion
to this here Most definitely it's a sure banger Keep this one in your collection Newark to Illtown representin Who do we have up to bat? (MC El) Lace
your head's at? It's 4:30 AM, do you know where your head's at? (Slug) Can't expect everyone to see shit the way I see it Can't expect anyone to be dope
that On this tit till it's going flat When I'm gone you can taste my frozen tracks My crew stay deep and we don't relax Ain't going to sleep, too old
peoples and my label Cause when you take a ride through Parkside it's fatal What's my time to shine my design you can't define It only takes a line and
