thing I know I don't wanna think about you, think about me Don't wanna figure this out I don't wanna think about you or think about nothin' Don't wanna
ya after we fight I'm Helpless Over you over you over you Baby you should know that this ain't easy now I'm a simple man with a simple plan You complicated
got em under on roof Where they can conceal the proof You can see shit changin cat it can't stay the same Damn I wish the government didn't have my real
It's a shame that you think that you hotter than me How's that? When you haven't even heard from me? Yo, I murder earlier Gods and I murder all of ya'
flow and style I don't stutter, I utter words versatile I'm entertainin with my brain and always wearin a smile I don't front, I don't fake, I run the
don't lie to me, man I thought i was havin' a go at an overdose, but i i i don't think you can overdose on beechams flu plus I think one of the blokes
, Talk head, But don't get violent I'll let you whoop and don't respond, Don't think I'm soft Cause while I'm quiet, I'm prayin to keep from breakin you
Mac McAnally, Will Kimbrough) Hey, have you noticed that the world has changed That the news is all bad Well, I think it?s time for a song about that
, I wanna leave here as friends It's not that I don't love you (Don't love you) Don't think that I don't care (Don't care) We were trying to fly a plane
ya I told ya! Why do you think they call it dope? Why do you why do you think they call it dope? Cause I don't jab around you, I come inside Bob and
to put it simple, you just need to quit You just a mediocre rhymer but you still talk shit You just a mediocre rapper and you still talk shit It don't
cause I'm quick with the gift Give me my money I don't wanna hear shit And those who can't rap, I don't wanna hear jack I dust opponents in two minutes
You ain't in it for the dough, yo rhyme on your block I'll hit you with an owe, and do crime on your block If you wanna sell a million, Bad Boy and the
play If you want me, come and get me, Fraiser Drive is where I stay Won't you come on down my way, I hope that you ain't afraid You won't even need the
up- my gun blows Your legs turn noodles, you shot a few going down I give you that much, you ain't out Close but no ci-gar, you must be a fucking retard
verse 2) YEP in my white T O I think they like me Damn right I know I look good in my white T Forget who you might be Why you wanna try me? You gon' have
start with a date I'll let you think about it... [Chorus] You don't even know I exist But I want you to And that's why I'm writin' you this Love Letter
, now that's some shit you don't see everyday You've fallen so far, coward I've been watching you, can you even raise your sword? Against another, where