're complex I'll tie a duck MC up and pour acid down his lyranex Chased by Him because his was his beginning Federal Bureau couldn't even figure out his ending No case
rappers, they break me down half of their check I keep a banger that'll break down half of your neck I done been through hell and back, jail and bail
a classic, when it's done we trash it Flow I got it mastered Stunt and get yo' ass kicked, bastard When messes get drastic Crock's made out of plastic
You're a classic case of, "Look around, It's obvious!" But further down your arm from that bracelet on your wrist Your armpit's getting sore from that
are you now? Lights out Can you feel it now? We're calling you out Who the fuck are you now? Another classic case you crash and burn And it's true you
control, down this futile road Hold me down, my recklessness has damaged, my body beyond all repair I'm not down, and out yet, I'm just out and down
] Yo, yo, pressure bust pipes, it's time to apply it now Pick out a quiet town and tie it down Make niggaz lock it down, y'all know where to buy it now
need to spell it out You can see it, how I tripped and fell down And picked myself up, turned myself round From the cliff's edge, and staggered home like
[Girl] Guess what? [Jin] What? [Girl] I?ma leave my man tonight. [REPEAT 3x] Picture me cruisin? down ya block with the windows down, System
me Pull out your beats pull out your cuts Give us a mic, whatup And we goin tear shit up I'm on some old and forgotten Sun up to sun down Like picking
a classic case A scenario Tale as old as time Girl you got what you deserved And now you want somebody To cure the lonely nights You wish you had somebody That could come and
know Talkin bout how Mike likes to skeeze and get And pull panties but they yappin and that makes me upset It's just the classic case of nosiness, I
night Get out the plane, it look all strange See a man from Spain, holding up my name Give him my things and head down to bag' claim And I hear somebody
a gat in the stash, in case it's gon' be on Then back out the six plus three on (ANY FOOL!) You're last when I cock back and I dump three on I put putholes
stragglin Plus I bag emcees that's babblin I aint tryin to hear ya But I'm about ready to ear ya out Get the gats and clear ya out Cuz you's a part time
it down All night I make you whine like lay lay lay Lay your head on my pillow Lay your head on my pillow Lay it down Lay it down Lay it down Oh lay
Gillard'. (yeah!) {Whooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! } And I know! - You rather see me hollow. (uh!) Lined up and follow, cause all of this pyro. (yeah!) I drink out the bottle and smoke out