Testi:
Get Up Kids Off The Wagon

They're my reasons for getting over this And it's not much better than waking up With your head in your hands And your arms are tired from supporting

you know I got kids? Hold up, he ain't dead yet, one mo' to the ribs Try'na get body parts to relatives, like nigga you don't get it? I cut when I hit

nigga uhh, Killer, uhh, Prease, uhh, Vacant Lot, Diplomat, uhh Killer, family nigga, yo, uhh, Killer, uhh, yo yo yo... (verse one) {:28} Where i'm from kids get it hectic But get arrested but get

I sell it whip on whip, it's off the hard I'm the...neighborhood pusha Call me subwoofer, 'cause I pump "base" like that, Jack On or off the track, I

yeah what's up what's up money It's Kool Keith You ever go to some girl's house and they act like they livin lavish two-thousand extreme with space

talk Jesus Christ into lettin me dig 'em up So they could stand side by side again and live it up This might be the last time you hear me biggin 'em up

die standing up than die on my knees You think you can do anything you want to do To my crew when you come through, man fuck you Shooting up South Central

I even pick up your shells so you won't get caught Dumb dumbs, niggas camouflaged playin as bums Pop up, shoot through the liquor bottle, straighten your lungs Take the bum clothes off

Unable to repair the eyes legs and arms Break in ya crib and I'll get your mom Tie the bitch up to the bed post Get close light it up watch the head