am thats quite nice yeah sure i'd love muffins warm from the oven covered honey oat and butter nut bake about 100 cause i'm coming with my buddies (what
never said Now you're staring out at a useless blank canvas Yeah the truth about that is you're the one who said I'm gonna change myself, become a better person No I
what is lurking I hero it, but will I sense a jerkin I proceed to bust a buster Cuz I trust the finer design in the mind of the rhyme Just about impossible
forget Niggaz been down every since motherfuckin' day one I smoke bud! Fuck these niggaz smokin' loop I ?hear? WOOP WOOP when I scream WOOP out the fuckin' Coupe I
hate it, but I made it, so I'm never concerned About what they be talkin' about, I've lived and I've learned With my dream and my drive, I determined
that they want you to be Well, there ain't no goin' back when your foot of pride come down Ain't no goin' back Yes, I guess I loved him too I can still
Got hundreds runnin' up with gauges Still I'm sure they sure they fryin' us, but I buck Sometimes I save it, for me kill 'em off late at night So, what
I insert And at the show I unload at the concert Yes, you just got tagged Rolled to the bodybag is like rollin up a zig-zag I can go on and on, tellin you war stories About
the truest shit I ever wrote Wait so turn off the record [Bossman] See everybody flipped when they thought I dissed Kiss Cause I said his album wack that's exactly what I
from the East (Eastside) Rolling down the calle and I just smoked a dip With a quette in my hand so now I'm ready to trip Thinking about my homies who ain't here today And I
I'll BANISH AND MAKE 'EM VANISH AND DO IT FOR THE PEOPLE! I be the baddest see when I see when I spit I become the maddest And kill 'em until the blood
I'll banish and make 'em vanish and do it for the people! I be the baddest see when I see when I spit I become the maddest And kill 'em until the blood
I walk out this door I don't know if I'm comin back cause these days people kill over crack you feel that these streets ain't safe man I ain't tellin
I don't know what the fuck Germain is I just know that both of y'all are trying my patience I don't give a fuck about a beat, I've been rhyming for ages
+Rip the Jacker+ I would never question you I respect your opinion as a professional nigga I just want you to listen to what I'm tellin' you What happened
Mason, I don't know what the fuck Germaine is I just know that both ya'll are trying my patience I don't give a fuck about a beat I been rhymin' for