I ain't the only one who got sick of hearin' "Who is Mike Jones?!" I'm like the next man, I got love for the south We know your name Mike, I'm just wishin' you
real, there's no tellin what I do to ya Might wrap you in plastic, ship you off the Jupiter Boys, I roll with Wu-Syndicate sharpshooters who smuggle
I do to ya Might wrap you in plastic, ship you off the Jupiter Boys, I roll with Wu-Syndicate sharpshooters who smuggle coke in parachuters Politic in silence like
you can't beat nigga I won't take the mark so I can't eat nigga Holla if I'm talking to ya, (AH!) I'll walk straight through ya 'Cause I want the motherfucker
the cuticles I'm going bad Currently I keep ending up With even less Than I had Record company Is dealing me something sad How do you expect A man to
ready Do you wanna lose hate for love? Yes Do you wanna see these gates above? Yes I said people are you ready? Yes, we're ready But are you willing
you cannot do it, if you are not prepared to do it...then you will die. You race of cowards, you race of imbosiles, you race of good for nothings, if
apart Chamillionaire you did 'em wrong, why don't you get a heart If I showed it to you, would you see what it could do in the dark Whether you like
If I showed it to you, would you see what it could do in the dark Whether you like it or not, don't really matter to me Cause most of the love I know I
like that? Harry: I have nothing to be ashamed of! I have a lovely body. everyone will understand! i've-i've accom- plished something tonight! I really
If you cannot do it, if you are not prepared to do it...then you will die. You race of cowards, you race of imbosiles, you race of good for nothings If you
, say, homeopathy works, Then I will change my mind I?ll spin on a fucking dime I?ll be embarrassed as hell, But I will run through the streets yelling
cuticles I'm going bad Currently I keep ending up With even less Than I had Record company Is dealing me something sad How do you expect A man to sit
wrong, why don't you get a heart?" If I showed it to you would you see what it could do in the dark Whether you like it or not don't really matter to
resonance I need to be alone, you cannot comfort me like my poems THINK SO? You're a talk-show ho The grown up who showed up drunk with his own cup stoned
say on face value Do your research Yeah I know you been talked like this all your life I know what momma said I know they didn't give you this in school
I'm giving 'em hell Real life thug shit, man I'm living it well And if you real like I'm real, then you feel me like brail cause we some [Hook x2] [