a better day When ya daughter like 6 and her pops ain't shit You ain't wanna tell her you and momma gotta go strip Okay, tomorrow'll be a better day I
a better day When you rent a day late and you tryna stay straight But the only way to get it is to slang that weight Okay, tomorrow'll be a better day
a better day When ya rent a day late and ya tryna stay straight But the only way to get it is to slang that weight Okay, tomorrow'll be a better day
everywhere I turn, I seen somebody gettin bust Plus everywhere I look All I could see is a crackhead or a goddamned crook Runnin' around with a pistol or a
all day Then I'll slay your array of deranged rhymin, no timin Like a mountain man I keep climbin Over your vocals, reignin supreme Takin me out on the mic is a
what I heard: a brother can't flow That is a no, no, no, cause I flow just like a all-pro So now I'm ready to go, cause I'm open now Competition that'
I speak it I ain't dissin', just open up your vision But if you diss me, I'ma have your ass distant, I'm on a mission Nigga, fuck your fachi and your
, fiends and tweeks "You're a barbarian, a savage" "You're a barbarian, a savage" [Verse 2:] Do the development while I might better tetch it don't wanna
day by day. Nothings gone my way. Fuck your answers, I didn't ask. Your the one whose got the past. Better to die than live a fucking lie. Tried a life
blood I'm all thumbs, i'm at sea, and i'm feeling Half eaten, half empty With no reason to leave or stay Or not reason to be awake Don't understand
white out, I'm a blow wit ya team Put it up in smoke, when the album wrote Cadillac on spokes and it ain't a fuckin' joke Ain't no laughin', straight
One way I'm a find ya Getch ya, one day But I'm a find ya Unngghh One Way I'm a find ya and I'm a getch ya, getch ya, getch ya, getch ya One day But I
I can coach ya, attack like a vulture If I said I get cha, wearing it I'll fit ya, y'all thirteen inches I see the big picture, if it's to get richer
I guess I troop, honey, what the scoop? You're kinda cute Your man is John Recoup, same as my climbing boot Blase blase blah, I'm not a star, I don't
the scene In a brand new machine, it might be a Jag I wear my pants with a sag, had a BMX with mask I never brag I never boast, I might eat on roast And
