Testi:
The Status Get Back On Your Feet

bridge until you see this through Let it go, so let it go now Get back on your feet, no more excuses, This is your chance, you don't want to lose this Keep your

While you hold your breath waitin on the year 2000 The government's busy taking your public housing Wages kept minimum, it's a new millennium Replace your ghetto with condomeniums I met Satan standin there waitin On

to hit trees with back in the day Lets get some beer that's all that we say I have more dirt on you than you have on me Give me a shot and put it on my

black kahkis with the mother fuckin' cuffs up Smokin' Hella trees, tryin' to make a couple G's So a thug can get back on his feet Mean muggin', steady

you might catch me touchin feet down on both sides ' Ever since day number one, it's just me and where I'm coming from Rites of Passage and Shadows on

statue depend on his rocks son Why my hood fight flurges I see crook type murders And niggaz get cooked like burgers Why your girl want my clique why your girl on

your rims See us send your c.d. go back, and boast to your friends, see the [Hook] [Chamillionaire] Chamill and Paul make you ball, and status fade

(feat. Lil Flip) [Yung-Ro] When I come down, you might see me Chuck Taylors on feet A new unit from the mile, with my nobody piece On buck-highs when

blind and still livin' life on the line Read the line status, hits to hits in my defense I don't wanna get penned to the fence and get rich Everyboy say