Tell me, do you want it? Wanna know what it's like to be me? Picture me wildin', fiendin', reaching for tools Straight flipping, losing my cool Now picture me
money mad at me yeah upset money I got money over money thats bumpin money crib so spacious, whip so matrix keep chicks with me, and the hips bodacious nigga like me
home, well manner nice, respectful young man Momma taught me well but Daddy taught me through a jail cell Raised as a prince, n Young Money then took me
truth be told And oh Mos Def ran to my home And said they gon have yo ass gone Light jokes, you keep playin with them white folks Cant even take the
Darkness no longer, a child is born Mother shed tears of joy as baby test his lungs My daddy's not there where he ought to be Somewhere in Georgia, skinning
I have caught the Wolf. Now, let's take him to the Zoo''. ``Great idea!'', said the hunters, ``and if he likes that, next week we'll take him to Disneyland
text that said "p, please get up" some light shining brightly outlining my shit up the penthouses, the homes, the cars, the chains the stones, the admirers, mini-me
& Wale chorus:] Babe, you know it gets no better than this, It's like sunshine on a rainy day, It's like a high could you take me away? Take me away.
in the midnight sky I won't forget that you always believed in me 'Cause many a night when I can't find food Take a look at me now man I'm playing my
ya reelin' us and you want to ride You try to deal with us, but you got no blunts to get high Take the back seat and smash beats Smoke blunts through ya lungs
Thugs die, why me? Verse 1 Numskull: All eyes on me, so that means all eyes against me simply 'cause I may do in this world what God sent me if
dope I'm a sale client-tell Got me on top wit raps a crook But all you ever get is cum in yo little lungs So mutha fuckas took they last look I'm broke
Incomprehensible] (So clear) [Incomprehensible] (My dear) Shy girl all she wanted to do was fuck and cum Top of the hill take a breath from her lungs
So partna don't get me wrong, I'm just bein Kosha That Southern playa with a stroke that keep 'em wet like a ocean Yessuh, me and Bubba get rowdy And me
lost I'm on my feet, I'm on my knees I'm going back and forth I take it to the Lord, that couldn't stop me from spinning around My heart was burning
m talkin' to **** and hopin' **** waitin' on me Take the first shot then, the second round's on me And when the wars on the other side, me and my brother
for me to grab I got's to have, stack all the cabbage From constructin' a drug traffic Police, a jam me in try to find a new pot to frame me in Aramians
drugs in backwoods Smoke til they got black tongues, black lips and black lungs Blak iz blak, wack MC's get smacked Forced to go home and dial 1-800-I