shine for me today And i'm going the wrong way My life on earth is hell today And i'm running the wrong way A whole life to make a brick A second to break a
for me today And i'm going the wrong way My life on earth is hell today And i'm running the wrong way A whole life to make a brick A second to break a
need of healin' thats when the heat's not concealin' then it be a whole 'lot of cap peelin' a whole 'lot of runnin' children a whole 'lot of squealin'
like racin and I always get a head start My opinion of a sweet dream is a dead NARC Just yesterday guns is blastin with red darts Beef, you a target Cause
Skit) "Aye you want some of this shit" "Naw, I don't want that shit" "I don't give a fuck, I don't play dat shit" "And I'm fin'nin to buss a cap in a
stage and build a guild with dissection Strong willed and skilled and killed your whole dimension Henchmen, think they're paying dues off the head I'
leave from my face, take heed to mistake That you just made, thinking a player could get played Thinking that a rapper could get wrapped and phone tapped My whole life
love a hoe, I keep some heat tucked down in my pants fa sho. [MJG:] A 300 is not a bentely, an apartment not a house, a geneva not a rolex, you know
what I mean? [MJG] I thank God for havin a mother and a father To rely on for guidance when circumstances got harder I'm a part of a whole race who thank
you can bring to life, what you spittin' in your art You ain't no gangsta, nigga, you'se a wanksta I schooled you back in the days, you just a pranksta
Still in the projects But I spend hundred tausuend a car (yeah) I rather have a crib in Miami whit a boat (whit a boat nigger) Full of all mi niggers
Don't make me put a lump on your lip A dip in your hip, I'm snatchin' your shit I want it all so give me it Am I a Luna-chic? Uh huh, I'm a looney bitch
too wide I spend my whole life Burning, turning I'm a teenage Frankenstein The local freak with the twisted mind I'm a teenage Frankenstein These ain't my hands And these legs ain't mine Got a
I woke up yesterday with a burning in my soul Got this feeling that I might be losing something that could make my whole world come alive Have I been a
be bumping, it's just me and Ant Diddley Dumping, pumping, swelling fools' heads like a pumpkin And my assumption is that you'll be shorter than a munchkin
use your body as a welcome mat No hospitality, I'll jus show you a hospital I make moves and do things, even God would say's impossible A wild animal
