Testi:
King B It S A Mean World

Westside feel me, when we play, what's the dealeo? Silly to try Bizzy, he's a pistol packing, is he? no Better believe it, leave it, heat it, be it, it's nothing but a

bought a car, the n-gga Pimp owned it I threw some tints on it He would have loved it Put it down, put it down You know how I put it down, put it down

would think I got it made, better look again I got a Butler, got a maid, and a mansion The belief is that I'm living out a millionaires fantasy With phantoms

it verse for verse, I do it lick for lick I'm just a franchise player, number one draft pick Ok it's Dirty 3rd, and it's a hundred degrees 24's and Benz

how it goes And Davy DMX, he always steals the show So get with it, understand it, it's fresh and new And only Davy DMX is gonna do it for you [Verse

say ya look like M.C. Hammer on crack, Humpty That's all right 'cause my body's in motion It's supposed to look like a fit or a convulsion Anyone can

cause I swear I never loaned it And LIfe ain't a rehearsal the camera's always rollin' So come and get a portion of this money that we be blowin' Cause it's

B-I-G or Martin Luther King back? It's all about love and happiness, word to Al Green I mean that as i lean back in a clean 'Lac Thinking about never

dog And it feel like I done it before Sit in the throne pollutin the airwaves like a hummer exhaust Don't let Makavelli fool you homey thuggin it costs Pour out a