got some kids you roll with I call bad company Oh come on, things aren't so bad now, come on, Oh come on, things aren't so bad now, come on Oh come
trying to chase me You don't innovate because you can't innovate It's not a choice despite what you might tell your boys Keep your identity crisis under
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. This is your life. All work and no play, I won't survive, late at night I need your company, what about me, what about you, this is your
Everything went from bad to worse, money never changed a thing, Death kept followin', trackin' us down, at least I heard your bluebird sing. Now somebody
so in love or your heart is about to break Will this be a good or a bad day? Well either way I could be your sunshine girl Or the company for your misery
big joke It's your complex that got your carryin glocks and tecs It's your complex that got you cashin checks for sex It's your complex why you scared
motion All potions, pour to parched hearts open Casted out, sold out in the open DJ f**kin Len'll leave the boom box dead DJ F**kin KRUSH'll make your
than a little difference between yours and mines existence This is my ride; and your not commadering it The only thing advanced about your music is that you need a computer to hear it This year your
on some cool shit, Packed for the beach, expecting a crew trip But Tone is like, You spit, come on, bro, this really needs your flow Do it or your album
you scared to death, misery need company Crab slackers, niggas actin like they mad rappers Even wit a record deal, our guns still peal Break a piece of your
got me say OH-AY-OH-AY-OH, cause Tarzan's a black man So I'm waiting for a break in the record company so I could take you MC's, back to camp I mean
one before climb three flights to tremble at the sight of your already open door the frustration I see when I tell you I like some company breaks my heart
stop dogs from barking Snap your leg bones so you can use disabled parking Give you unimaginable meanings to the word fucking Your raps mean nothing, I get your
You on a block mine on your own and then you let by your friends Cuz they ain't down to scrap, just wanna ride in your Benz But when the cops is on the
want im bad for you i dont wanna break your heart, so cant you see, im warning you yes it's true, im bad for you [x2] bad for yeah,yeah im bad for you bad
heart rate stop (beeep) When they have just learned Dat, I'm above de flow Leave your mind in de hollow Like your de centre of Apollo, push Can't enter