I ain't high I'm the ugly in between Can't live and I can't die I wanna scream And I can't win My life's a living soundtrack For a human horror film I can't
ugly in between Can't live and I can't die I wanna scream And I can't win My life's a living soundtrack For a human horror film I can't feel And I can't
homie That South boy of Middle G, in this G-A-M-E R-E-S-P-E-C-T, to the day I D-I-E Or unless you're a wanna be, then you're not my cup of tea Don't make
dolls You kidding broad, I ain't in a gallon house I'ma drop you chickens, like a album H.A.W.K. Look, why should I like a chick When I can get do', and
I'm the real deal authentic, a nigga can't clone I'm a Southside Playa, Screwed Up Click mayn With a sick spit game, cause a nigga spit caine mayn I
's in the air All my hoes, go on shake your darrier (if you's a real nigga, and you's a down broad Somebody say, oh yeah) [Chris Ward:] I'm in a GS-4
P-A-T [H.A.W.K.] On tracks and eight dats, I break backs and spit facts Squash all chit-chat, and bullshit I ain't with that I keep thangs intact, cause
Paula and me and P-A-T You gave us all, L-I-F-E I thank God for you, and all that you do And I'm gon make sure, all your dreams come true We had some
shit man Boys ain't ready for this here, feel the H.A.W.K. man Turn up my fone', that's about right [H.A.W.K.] I'm a step above great, don't try to
come and be my private dancer I got some money if that's the answer I really wanna be with you; I get hard after seeing you How hard? Hard like a rock
livin lavish I got a pit named P, she niggarino I got a house out in the hills right next to Chino and I, think I got a black Beamer but my dream
livin lavish I got a pit named P, she niggarino I got a house out in the hills right next to Chino and I, think I got a black Beamer but my dream is
I drink a fifth of Hennesey I don't think it's healthy I see my enemies they creepin, don't make me blast I watch the five-oh's roll, the motherfuckers
ass that honey shakin [Chorus (w/ Outlawz)] [Fatal] I bust a trey-trey, buggin an' shit They call it overthuggin and shit But I was just a younger
the first light A grin shows a trick up a sleeve (HUAHAH) What a tangled web they weave Deceivers, stupefied through fable say Let's Make a Deal at the
I'm a be the first black face on money Beleive it I bust guns by any means I got a oozie, a calico, a M-16 with a red beam Hit you all up in your head