but clothes No stoppin' now, my Pirelli's on Vogues I like my jewelry, that's always on gold I know the storm is comin' My pockets keep tellin' me it'
you swallow it And wisdom is what you get from it Try to stop me from gettin mine And you can kiss me where the sun don't shine Yeah, there's room out
me and dropped me on top of the Earth Marshall double backed and got me from on top of the Hearse I'm alive nigga, Justin T ain't got nothing on me Cause
go That punk got shady, wouldn't repay me Let the punk know that ya still can't fade me Maybe the fucker would stop But nothin' would stop me from havin
lighter? So I can roll it and set it on fire Damn, I wish I had scissors 'cause the shit is so sticky That it's getting on my fuckin' fingers But it
So I can roll it and set it on fire Damn, I wish I had scissors 'cause the shit is so sticky That it's gettin' on my fuckin' fingers but it's smokeable
You've been counting on what I keep Isn't what you need, knowing what you need Building sure-fire hearts into life-like ones Reminding me I can't stay alone I don't
up let's go for broke Watch the night go up in smoke Rock on! (Rock on!) Drive me crazier, no serenade No fire brigade, just Pyromania, come on (What
you and I What I don't know is if we'll hear it I'm a losin' spirit, woman sing to me Oh, what I don't know is if we'll hear it I'm a losin' spirit,
company im billing on of them hundred i know that's why you want me success is my cologne i spray that bottle all on me .....yea ..yea jet life.. fading
get to me But in a world of hard rock, I keep my humility The funkanaut from the kingdom of not With galactic sure shot, they can't, won't, don't stop
air craft carrier Erb slanger, Hasila Incorporated State to state and over seas gettin' faded Buddah king had seen the green proton I'm bringing it on right back home to Don
Yo flash let me talk to shawty right here real quick let me say this Looking at you sometimes is hard on my eyes i get blinding So when the sun shines on
, music for burnin cardio! Don't use it for burners - they'll find me in your stereo and blame me for the murder sock me up and get me carried off I know
though, styles don't apply to me Jeff Goldblum couldn't be more fly to me Shorty say right after the suck fuck proof You hit it on the head girl, duck
, my mama use to tell me y'all Don't be fake, fraud keeping me behind the wall But never ever will I let a, motherfucker block me I'ma run through
I fade to black in the shaded shack, In a box with handles and my family in back, I will have achieved my life in leaves, of paper, that kept me safer
Up and down Didn't I say niggas gotta come ready for more? Father forgive us for we know not what we do Ain't nuttin here, ain't nuttin you gotta say