Testi:
Dirty Heads Easy

It's easy I got time to get high, I got time to get by It's easy We got time for mistakes, we got time to retry It's easy So live fast and die young

m a Dreamer It's okay to feel good, yeah, it's the truth Ay, yo' check it out What would it take for a boy about my age To hear cheers in his head

[talking] Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh Southside, what y'all niggas know about the dirty south? One time [Chorus] Lord forgive me, for I've sinned Over and

hot, baby (baby) [Verse 3: 50 Cent] I been feelin i had to teach lessons to slow learners Go head act up, get smacked in the head with the burner I dont fight fair, I'm dirty-dirty

Rollin' windows down kickback trollen I'm holdin' and foldin' see no cold in the streets dirty looks - huh - we think it's funny the workin' class squares

on a piece of the wall, stresses it word by word He sells pills to dirty imbeciles. He sets off, lookin' for viruses So that his easy hand makes the strings

napkin, for your electric paradesio after the parent crashes, and i'm high on ion jitters,call it a prime directive of the damned, who grew to sleep easy

your politics are easy to remember, especially when sung along to beats like this, so: It's a dirty little secret about money? It's a dirty little secret

What I'm talking 'bout, with my filthy mouth, from the Dirty South Is a drug-drop, c'mon check me out Ain't nobody does it easy-seezy And ain't nobody