ofa bitch He looks just like me Thanks for nothing Absolutely nothing Thanks for all your bullshit too Thanks for nothing Positively nothing Thanks for everything you didn't do Thanks Something for
? Thanks for nothing absolutely nothing Thanks for all your bull shit too Thanks for nothing positively nothing Thanks for everything you didn't do Thanks for nothing Thanks for nothing positively nothing Thanks
It's So Very Nice To Meet You I'm A Big Fan Of Your Band's Album Do You Think We Could Meet And Go For Coffee So I Can Tell You All About My Plans For
Traduzione: Droga. Grazie For Nothing.
of a bitch He looks just like me Thanks for nothing Absolutely nothing Thanks for all your bullshit too Thanks for nothing Positively nothing Thanks for everything you didn't do Thanks Something for
days) yea on the real like welfare checks you and I are through... through... through Nothing for you around here (nothing for you around here) -nope don't have em no more -watchu on the phone for
Goin to the store standing in front and asking ?Hey fool you got a quarter?? It sucks Man I know everyone in America feels me so..peace (Thanks to Matt for
crazy too with nothing to lose Chorus I got nothing to lose (that's why I got gang related) got nothing to lose 5x nothing to lose Verse 2 I thank the Lord for
me don't ever change And I'm afraid I never will The door still creaks, the roof still leaks But that ain't nothing new Thanks for the call, I guess that
green or the material things (yeah) A chick who never flip poppin off at the mouth (yeah) The kind of woman that I would write a song about (yeah) (Thanks to Blake for
seen it all from plagiaristic racist hicks to O.D.'ed raver chicks Disconnecting cables, freestyling to the fader clicks My favorite is - leaving tour stages cause it pays the rent The eight energetic, with eight thousand ways to spit Thanks for
m partially responsible For anyone tryna hear your wack ass to begin with And to that child who writes about me in the Seventh Street bathroom Thanks for
was gonna Die divide that sum with the out come of how many kids you had before you droped an album Low sealing for the masses of dope rappers host of dope
games are all done Cause I can't fuck with these games you call fun Have fun Party over here, fuck you over there (Thanks to the dope pope for these
the street Everywhere I go and there was some part of me Thirteen thirteen was, hookers and hoes On 11th avenue sellin bodies for dope (Whoa) Remember
is for the great Amaru God knew, that you, would ride through the ghettos of the world and provide food For hopeless youth, dope feinds with dope to use
