going down again Why do we still pretend I will never turn my back on love like you Life is passing by And we never had a chance to earn a first class
be a plick plow plick plow, hunana brick brack to alla yall I got my chrome protect my dome plus my mask and my mic I got my own version called the Ghetto
TURN OFF THE RADIO! My neck...my back...they put a noose on my neck and whips on my back! My neck...my back...you got a tie around your neck but they
away a fugitive and with a price on my head Wanna know why you can't identify with what I just said You never listen you just talk until your face turn
it made me cry Brought tears to my eyes and I don't even know why My life ain't nothing but anger and pain Tatoos on the back of my arm should explain
'm on some steep shit Climbing, you're on it like Carlich Hymen [?] My skills I always polish it up till it's shining Like a brother with a brand new
Raider Download my program and ?? [Crooked I] Crooked I's a cannibal, a mechanical animal That'll dismantle your mandible with a manual on how to make
click pow, hananana click clack on all yall/ i got my chrome protect my dome, plus my mask n my mic/ i got my own version called the ghetto passion of
, a fugitive and with a price on my head Wanna know why you can't identify with what I just said? You never listen, you just talk until your face turns
Brought tears to my eyes and I don't even know why My life ain't nothing but anger and pain Tatoos on the back of my arm should explain Blood, sweat
the back With a Louisville Ax Slugger, then slash the jugular Hit your back rawdog with no rubber, he's a dirty mawfuckar Won't last long, that's what my momma turned
be televised) 'Turn Off The Radio' My neck, my back They put a noose on my neck And whips on my back My neck, my back You got a tie around your neck
calm, and i have always run back to the storm the lion completed, weakened by love, send me back to the hunt my lord i have turned my back to the sunrise
love back in it Network, we network Yo, my network spit shit making your neck hurt You're now in tune to the sounds of the expert A hundred flave-ahs
my life back in a time of backpackin' Struggling empty pockets pipe water I be guzzlin' Thirst from burning sun blazin' down the earth Ipoh City the land where my
judged, you gets no love She said, "I like it, that's why I jock it" Then I said, "You only on my back because I fill brother's pockets" Got 'em drivin
you With the songs that you love just to get you through [Verse 1] Back in effect I'm back to collect Got the respect Which will turn into the cash or a