dissin', you come up missin' like a cup scout Rappers be funny like flesh, 'cause they section's 80 slaughter, son Talk about nines and tecs, and never shot a
a jerk. The purist turns a deaf ear. He's such an intellect, Does he think his censorship is gaining our respect? The raising of a fist, like a trigger of a
out a different route You could've left, but you a rider and stuck it out And it's a trip, because it's like you never missed a beat You waited anxiously
Know I Got A Dick And I Tell The Women Some Shit and I Just Be All About Hitting So Don't Never Forget Me If I Got To Leave You I Miss You I'm Call You
blast a rapper that ain't classy Get up out this fast lane 'Cuz you'll be feelin' mass pain from being phony Like when a nigga swear he know me, yo,
beat'em till they bleed, And bake'em like a pumpkin seed, I feed off instincts the suicidial carnivore, Dominatin' this game to bring a third world
' 'bout "you ain't good enough for dirty south" you know I tried to beat it down when I'm in the house you were the first girl that I ever called a
be a live one to get it from me [Cha Cha] You ain't never met a broad that's expensive as me [Nas] And you ain't never met a thug
a good look I'm a Vet, you a Rook, hoes better get shook Bitch, go and read a book Find somethin' to slob You workin' my nerves like a part time job
funk, and cum But mommy's prayerful strength, her best defense She burned the dirty linens, made a fresh bed Laid sleeping first son down and never made a
And honestly this year I expect to make a lot more It's hard to live without a budget when life is corrupted In a house that's so peaceful that I'm trying
up missin like a cup scout [ VERSE 6: Killa Kam ] Rappers be funny like flesh, cause they section's 80 slaughter, son Talk about nines and tecs, and never shot a
Safe in Aniara's warm and tender care we ride Eight thousand hearts that fled the fires For a life at a distant home [V. A Turn For The Worst] A swerve
never be the same 'cause when the beat hits you feel no pain! (chorus) so a piece of peace for you, a piece of peace for me a piece of peace for every
We Livin In Pain And It's A Shame That You Came And Got Drained And Listen Mayn Stay In Your Lane Midwest Choppers Find It Murderers Monolog Come Out Of A
A Dick And I Tell The Women Some Shit That I Just Be All About Hitting So Don't Never Forget Me If I Got To Leave You I Miss You I'm Call You My Shawty
this life ain't cheep And failure's a terrible price to pay Many men Ma-a-a-any, Ma-a-a-any Wish the worst on me [x4] Major Pain I hope your money