my name you got my number i'm just a somethin' you wanna put under when i'm a walkin' down the empty street you put up a barrier that i have to meet 2nd verse you send me a
where you at you're makin' me weak. a knife in my back but i'm beginning to think your new waves' shit. your new wave's shit and i'm gonna get sick all
what i do it was just being alive i took a chance on the other side got off this downhill slide stopped wasting my time had a dream saw a scheme saw a man hang on a
till ya don't look the same. ya gotta know who your enemy is. the enemy. ya gotta know who your enemy is. the enemy. they rope ya to a time clock. to
zero don't you get too near-o i'm one big zero i don't wanna have you in da town or even have you fucking around i don't wanna wanna see your face it's a
that, you give a damn. rich bitch. rich bitch. the public loves you, your gonna go far. because your throwin' a charity bazaar. it doesn't mean that you give a
'm not a pawn that you can use. new age, don't let it deceive you, pull the plug, don't let it rule. it's a new age a new age a new age and one that you
re gonna sail. no human lives stand in the way 'cause we're on our way to a new clear day... i don't really wanna die - world war three. with a-bombs
hey... whatcha gonna do. bout whatcha wanna do. whatcha gonna be. well if yer thinkin that yer nothing ya already are. yea ya already are. needs some
out these tiny boxes are remote it's a screaming mess television city dream robot's eyes gleam in your future dream it's not fate or change it's the money
change, no longer belongs to you Or do you stop flirting? Dip the clip in the bar, nigga pop something Nigga outside the club you wanna pop something Now a
to make the world a better place Instead of duckin', still tryin' to make the ducktes Make the knowledge rain down in buckets Make a little somethin',
yourself, tryin' to contend, but they couldn't win You took it to the head with a fifth of Hen Now we in a red 500 Benz-o, we roll, roll Drop the top,
lights green, but when that light change You gotta make a slight change, use your wipers cause it might rain Life's a gamble like a dice game [Ratchet
she ain't his I created the term c.o.d I ain't seen a real rapper since p.a.t I ain't heard a real rapper since p.a.c Some of these other boys cool but
picture that Defeat rhymes never that Son son you brave You ain't a man cause you got a little something to shade I've been a thug since the sixth grade Rockin a
anus just ain't us The world could get the penis of this classical trained pianist My P.O. was P.O.'d, handed a cup, told me to "pee in this" The linguist
fuck ya think, ain't no niggaz here We got something fo ya mutha fuckas I got something fo ya mutha fuckas [Chorus] You've been hatin' on my city fo a
