angel In front of my eyes that prize keep gettin dangled But can't grab at it, my pride is being strangled Workin shorty's nerves like a personal trainer But its me, it's
studio sessions wit no question (what's that) It's the likwit crew connection "the world's famous" "but it's a herut-likwit crew connection" (7
All biters get writer's block When it's rhyme tyme To play this game you gotta be a rap pro It's not dominos or tic tac toe It's the rhyme tyme game,
strangled Workin shawty?s nerves like a personal trainer But it?s me, its personal, it aint her Friends keep telling me ?leave her?, I wont Cuz she see?s
... [Verse 1: The Game] The duffle bags and Benjis spreaded through the city The Lambo's and Bentley's sittin on 20s Thinkin back, when I had the fall
, that's the shit that got me mad! (Please, Mr. Rapper, once again) That's the shit that got me mad! That's the shit, youknowhatI'msayin? (It's a family
Esoteric, Planetary] It's vinyl thug music, man [Jay-Z:] "I call a spade a spade, it just is what it is" 7L...Yo, Planet', set it off, daddy It's Outerspace
s the shit that got me mad! (Please, Mr. Rapper, once again) That's the shit that got me mad! That's the shit, youknowhatI'msayin? (It's a family oriented
