me something I've become the hollow man, I I've become the hollow man I see I'm overwhelmed I'm on repeat I'm emptied out I'm incomplete You trusted
something I've become the hollow man, I I've become the hollow man I see I'm overwhelmed I'm on repeat I'm emptied out I'm incomplete You trusted me
d I'm not goin' back to jail I'm blastin' niggas to hell And if I fail then I'm all in But at least wit a piece I can release when I'm a star bitch Cuz
Like a nine with hollow points I keep rap flows that's ill So when you walkin down the block you better watch who you approachin I'm not your R&B singer
m gonna sell these cold rocks, up and down the hot blocks Wait'll they get a load of me, down in H-E-L-L For niggas that know for once I'm sick ass R-
bitch-ass nigga so When you see the R-O-to-the-C sneak creep low [Jay-Z] Young Hova in the house, world wide hustler R-O-C, D-P-G motherfuckers.. ..
street slang, my penitentiary posture Got me out sellin niggaz whole fuckin rosters I'm big in New York, like B.I.G. Plus I runs with D-R-E [Chorus]
Like a tasty, pastry treat I'm in the place to be Jemini and his friend D, A, N, G, E, R, M-O-U, S, E [Chorus] [Jemini] Y'all about hoodies and jerseys
comin long as I'm here Pitbull, back at'cha neck, I'm hearin them cheer E-V-E is what they need in they life, I'm bout mine Now I'm done wit'chu, fuck
man who point the blame Still a P-O, P-I,M-P, we be P-A,P-E-R...chase [Chorus:] Paperchase, I'm on a motherfuckin' paperchase Paperchase, I'm on a motherfuckin
it's on then it's on Where's my motherfuckin chrome, only jealous niggaz roam It's a war zone (war zone) but I'm a man so with gun in hand I'm on my way
to death of me Cannot run, hit wit the hot one From the shotgun, cats was close, wondered how we got done [Eve] Yo yo, E-V-E My dogz believe in me Petty
seven come out? Shit, took the six back Switch the Double R, the Double R's are, gotta get that You see how we play, pop Cris' on the E-Way Soakin' the
they could But i'm still blowin' wood And grabbin' it out the jar I'm a G-A-N-G-S-T-E-R- [Verse 2: Freeway] My niggas move basil but for now they switched
