If your ready or your not here I come Nigga you can run you can hide You can dip you can slide You can duck you can ride you can flee I give a nigga,
jumped off Rounds got dumped off, leaving niggas bumped off Always trying to get the hook up, leaving your girl shook up Women breaking my pager, phone line you can't look
t you tell You're just the surface of a dark deep well And how can you prefer to be wit those That sprayed you wit gun and hoses And never put roses on
[Hook:] Ery'body in the club, get crunk Move side to side, and do the H-Town stomp Ery'body in the club, get loose If you feeling good, and you on that
bitches start rushing Get your shake on, what you waiting on what you got Do that thang, work that thang you're hot Oh yeah you looking good, but I just might pass Cause you
Five hundred series, with the light blue lens And you can hear the wind, whenever the rims spin Sitting in my low, and we watching TV She said ain't you
Ferarri cars I pimp 'vard, and I hit barbie dolls You kidding broad, I ain't in a gallon house I'ma drop you chickens, like a album H.A.W.K. Look, why
his mom after the separation, Her anger and sad cruelty, A mis-fired, hateful energy You look so much like your father, Have I told you about your father? You look
rhymes and I make them delicate You would have liked the parks in Connecticut You would have said I'm working too hard again. Damn you shooter, Damn you
doin' her ass in I can tell with one look and it came to me Sounding something like a song hook, sayin' Heaven, is there a chance that you could come
in the mud I heard you say you'e had enough something hangs out in the yard a broken man...who tried to hard I turned to look but found you gone I can
sittin' here lookin' cross the table at you That's why I'm sittin' here lookin' cross the table at you Well a lonely man needs a Marriage Bureau Where they sit you
to you Your heart is beating, eight to the bar You can't control it so you hold it Then you're out on the floor On the floor You feel it coming to ya
[Verse 1:] Baby tell me why, why do you question All this love that I have for you If you look into my eyes you?ll make an exception I will show you
missional. Hey, what you think I'm spit'n for? The united states is dying And in the east it's looking pitiful. Some places if they catch you They'll arrest you
away I need to be broken Take the pain away I question why you chose to die When you knew your truth I would deny You look at me The tears begin to
, dinner's prepared, the usual, can I be excused? Lay me down, and I'll pull you through, When I'm underground, I'll mean more to you, when you can