Testi:
Fake Problems Heat On The Feet

name but I just want to stay at home. You're dressed in white standing by the altar. I'm at some junkies home on South State St. sleeping on the floor

Betta believe that I'm the first to jerk, aim participatin Hard portions of the game, when you itch my click When you carry plushisions of dick 30 pounds, fake problems

it snows And can you feel the heat or only the afterglows Do you count the flakes When it snows Does your life sometimes feel like one big fake

it snows And can you feel the heat or only the afterglows Do you count the flakes When it snows Does your life sometimes feel like one big fake

hit the scene Nothin but warriors on my on a mission for everthing bling bling Gettin snatched lay down in a wrath Nigga meat you in the streets lay yo ass on

So roll with the sheets, 'cause the thugs, they creep Go and step on the ? with the midnight streets Where they playin' for keeps, so fake soldiers... [

tramps my nigga when I walk I'm leavin' holes in the concrete Xzibit dropped that heat from thirty thousand feet... [Chorus: W.C.] nigga what? roll up on

within, so roll wit tha Shifts, 'cause tha thug, they creep, gon' flip it all tha reep, on tha midnight streets, where they play foe keeps, so fake soldiaz

Stashed the heat then proceeded to peep out the window Call my son, "Yo son, we got beef but no question Money had a problem so I solved him" I got my mind on