Your heart is black and gray! Handling something you cannot control! [Scream] Oh! [Scream] YEAH! [Sing] Lying to me! Your fake personality is killing me! [Scream] Killing Me
for you! [Sing] Look behind the lines of this love note... [Sing] You know were gonna get ya! Gonna Take you down. No more will you hurt me! And when
at that Glad to clap, never that, we had to clap Nigga do it to they self, when they force the hand Make me blast, how you trynna play me man Like niggaz
around me yo I stop goin to them wakes a few bodies ago My man just came home and just like that They hit again with murder he never coming back Turn
I make em' die froze Watch me make em' bleed, make em' G's Lord help me wit'it Got me paintin' pictures of a mil-ticket Help me get'it See me and pray
E W Jers. Where plenty of murder occurs No points to come We bring drama to all you herds Now go check the scenerio Little Ceas' I'll bring you fake
N-E-W Jerz where plenty of murder occurs No points, no commas we bring drama to all you herds Now go check the scenerio Little Ceas' I'll bring my enemies
you wanted ta be, a soulja, like me All you wanted ta be, a soulja, a soulja All you wanted ta be, a soulja, like me All you wanted ta be, a soulja,
scene like sandstorms, then transform, watch me I take the figure of dirty niggaz, who all got me While bitches wonderin who shot me No love, keep a grudge
't get with Mr. Wicked Picture me flippin my adversaries, gettin the dick swiftly Niggaz are swingin wild, but they styles miss me You can bring that
dope fiends titty And every city you'll find me Looking for trouble Right behind me My outlaw Niggas Down to die for me (Naw what I mean) I hit the
they was killin me How can I be sure I'll be saved soon? Catch me dip into the light, of a stray moon It's gettin deeper now, let me get yo' mind right
me five times, real niggaz don't die Can ya hear me? Laced with this game, I know you fear me Spit the secret to war, so cowards fear me My only fear
old me then Since I'm an outlaw like Napolean ain't no cell they can hold me in Caucassian crazy like Arabians Hold this spot like some niggas fade me
Why you frontin, I can see your blind man's bluff So why you frontin, baby, I know you better You kick your ruffneck slang, but I know better That's dead to me
