is what I'll do I Wanna Beat You Up I Wanna Beat You Up Beat your face in all night long I Wanna Beat You Up You're such a wimp, no you're not strong
Smart) (2x): Do U wanna die tonight? (You wanna die tonight?) Do U wanna take a ride a to the other side? Do U wanna die tonight? (You wanna die tonight?) Do U wanna
the ass off and turn the beat up, and speed up cuz this the type of shit that niggas thrash on [chorus] You don't wanna be broke, you wanna be rich
want to do it alone I told him I was busy writing poems but I'll think about going The process was slow, and the dough was low but I took it as the perfect
I picked it up man, I felt alot of pain, Like a shot [shot] thru the brain - for reasons I can't explain! After it went away - I felt a sudden change
i stopped cess, i probably would cough less Test it, just to see if ya'll rested I'm blessin' the beat just like if i was the best man Yo, you miss it
it hit you You gon do a 360 pretty swiftly when i burn you to a crisp you ganna be cruncher than chips wit mah hand all up in da bag munchin on tha shit
bitch, gonna get you for dope i snatch up and blow, and lick you while i get you for more and you aint no droppin fellow when i get you and go kiss your
beat to the beat Its real deep in these streets Hook Verse 2: Town get up If you hattin boy Shut up Erry? city got concerts but us North pole where I stay I
Or be the next victim inside this deathtrap [Hell Razah] When I stalk, I take a deep breath of death In the atmosphere, then I prepare to meet my enemy I
I'm here, and I wanna take control And I'm takin' back all the lyrics you stole Style, I don't really have one I write what I like and I get the job
A-Lot got into some bad ale The Fat Boys broke up and then one of 'em died And when I heard that, I sat down and cried Cause I realized I'd never get
I stopped cess, I probably would cough less Test it, just to see if ya'll rested I'm blessin' the beat just like if I was the best man Yo, you miss it
head up is when one nigga do something, come up, make a little bit of money, somebody all on your nuts. I'm keeping it real, and bytch, if you feel I'm talking bout you
I'm the baddest bitch, gonna get you for dope I snatch up and blow and lick you while I get you for more And you ain't no droppin' fellow when I get
