y'all care, shed a tear, hollar y'all wish we Spent more time together Write my momma a letter Miss Bridges, we feel your pain Shoot my little girl some change Keep my
how to hold a Ruger plus the Calico I shoot up your Esco, plus your Regal Wherever we go, its a CP party P.A. and Attic Crew, we come through and get
neighborhood All my niggas smoking good P.A., one time EightBall, Craig Love (yeah) Press the button [K.P.] Look like marinating time as I check my watch
them other funky rappers chose I'm tryin' to wife a chick, light a spliff This might be like another part to 'Life's a Bitch' Write ya lips, who's nice
Hug the floor while we playin' tug of war with your life Fuck a tour and a mike, I'd rather fuck a whore with a knife Deliver that shit that coroner
stay in your lane and the ratchet's on your brain and fuck entertainment y'all The big spender rock a robe in November I never broke but I throw my trees
that dude slangin' pack by the border I love my life, I live it twice, 'cuz it's up to me sorta You a fool with a mental disorder, and it's probably your
that the big boys watch Neef and C official like a ref wit a whistle Protect shit a nickel, it's death on a whistle Lose breath when I hit you, your
slangin, but wasn't a kingpin, a slow case n', verdict probation Tried to fuck my P.O., she ignored that Said, "Know what Cam your found with more crack
motherfucking game Entertain you motherfuckers is not why I came It's R.O.C. and M.O.P. I wipe floors wit' little niggas for fuckin' wit' my team My
isn't a show, this is my fucking life I'm not ashamed, you're entertained But I'm not a puppet I am a grenade I'm not ashamed, you're entertained But
, make the hot shit shine bright I feelin' like my whole life is a green light never turn red 'Cuz I strike like a rattlesnake, lock like a dread Niggas
'm trapped in a storm In a place we call Earth I tried to stop but I just slid Into a path where hatas are dwellin' my life Lie in the hands of others
'bout the boy with a name He did things like kill people and stole Kane The hood got three lanes, life, death, or entertain Now sellin's the life in
means abandon ship Get a life and get a grip, there ain't a problem that I can't fix Transmittin live from apocalypse And the cho-co-late, boy wonder, my
breathin', shook in the garden of eden you face christ, in the pain of price, of a debt you bleedin' you owe your life, plus your mind soul and body i
? Take up your eyes and see. Take up your ears and hear. Take up your mind and think. Take up your life and act. * It is up to us all as responsible
' a fuck so why should I now Watch your mouth, nigga I'm grown you just a child In a man's world nigga actin' like a little girl It's foul, he don't
