Warning, this shit's gon' be rated R, restricted You see this bullet hole in my neck? It's self inflicted Doctor slapped my momma, "Bitch you got a sick
Warning, this shit's gon be rated R, restricted You see this bullet hole in my neck? It's self inflicted Doctor slapped my momma, "Bitch you got a sick
roof Why would I feel like I'm a stranger? And why should I feel like I'm in danger? And I'm grindin' 'till I'm right Whether it's on the streets, or
black hole I told him "I'ma be there ain't no bitch in my soul" And when I'm coming for your ass Ain't no need to run Because I'm so fuckin' ruthless
Well I must be close to the Armageddon lord you know That I won't fly that lesson you taught me to pull out my wesson you brought And am I stressing
serve your need You can do what you want but I got weed for me Ridin for my fam, tryin to hit a grand CRASH unit on my ass, now I'm in demand One lone
up try to spit a flow You wanna criticize dog, try a little more I'm so tired of this I could blow, fire in the hole I'm fired up so fire up the lighter
: LOVING COUPLE: I can't see you but I know you're there. Got to get beside you cos it's really cold out here. Come up close to me you'll soon be
nest I hit your head with styles that are liquid You drip this Sweat this Perspired is desired, this wetness You get from Divine style Spark this girl, chill I see you
into the tomb I knew I had to be doomed Cause I can hear the loons in my head Clear as day, echoin through my brain Tellin me somthin's wrong then I felt
like stacks of hundreds I'm livin my life (my life), what gets better than ice in hell When you cookin up coke to sell It be the little statistics, some
money out here What you tryin to get it? (Word up) You gonna bust your gun to get it? (Tsh, whatever yo) I hear you I hear you {DMX} Uhh, I've lost my
Thought you ball, but nigga you fall to my defense Catch you while you reachin, clip you then I cross you then I'm leavin Apply full court pressure like four-four ?? get you
, but who the hell are you to play in this? A lot are dead, how the hell you take the pain? Live with it got money you better get with it My man had the
wouldn't pick you even if you had a afro So dont try me, you better walk by me I'll do you like the first part in Menace II Society Like Cypress Hill
you in that hole I cant take it, I?m just ready to go [Chorus] If I could, fly away Ooo and I wouldn?t come back no more I, I?d turn around, Just to
you in that hole I cant take it, I'm just ready to go [Chorus] If I could, fly away Ooo and I wouldn't come back no more I, I'd turn around Just to see