your heart stopped beating on it's own forget that girl your lungs stopped breathing on their own forget that girl your eyes can't see behind your truth
writin' nigga P holds the pen tightly, explode nightly I count on one finger, all y'all rap niggaz that excite me Y'all niggaz is trash rap, wanna fight me? You shook to death, take breaths
phone giving me a hassle He said the information I requested was denied Before he hung up the phone he took a deep breath Stopped and replied This is
and death Situations occur everyday My mind's a blur My whole life's a bad set-up Nothing to let up, so I'm on my way I stop and think Who's going to stereo
You can't take us down, you can't stop us now, You can't crush all my hopes, my dreams, my enemy is time, There is no silence now, you will not shut
mic, let's fight Plus I punch you in the chest, weak hearts I rip Whitey Ford, forty and white, lethargic ass dickhead I keep 'em coming while you running out of breath
yours like I route mine Energetical funkadelical made for the radio 'Cuz stereo where ever I let it though it's on on To the break of dawn non stop shit
will make them all Dirty Heads oh no. well they can run and hide, they cant hide for long, cause them Dirty Heads, ya there coming for you we wont stop
that I'm needed, in rappin', I breathe this Some pick up a microphone and can't even achieve this Oscar award winning your shit, I'm bored with it Stop
(Song intro) (Girl talking) Yo stop driving crazy! (Chino) Shut the fuck up yo! I drive...Yo word is bond, i need a sign, yo I'm stopping right here
interviewed by Teen Summit My multi-topical written flows containing subjects that vary, but still all relative like West Virginian's before they marry I blind you in stereo
stereo Flamin' out the box scaldin' hot Ice water couldn't stop, hits burnin' ya block Edgy Pop, Lil' Rock wit that real hip hop Till ya body drop, gotta pause to breathe
silence we still talk By the light of the stereo waltz And will you rain down In your cinematic love truck? I wanna hold you like Nothing's gonna stop
could you please do me a favor When we get to the corner stop at the bodega Hopped out the car, walked inside the store's stereo was playin' Feliz Navidad
fight Plus I cut you in the chest, weak hearts I rip Whitey Ford, Forty and White, lethargic ass dick head I keep em comin while you runnin out of breath
you not You can ask Mr. CCC who hot Tony Yayo I bet 10 G's you flop Run up on that new 300 C you got Stop hoping I fall, hope the bleeding stop And I
not You can ask Mr. CCC who hot Tony Yayo I bet 10 G's you flop Run up on that new 300 C you got Stop hoping I fall, hope the bleeding stop And I hope
own Standing on the bus stop Crossing the road I'm being followed 'cause I can feel Someone's breath on my neck Someone's toe on my heel Gotta keep on walking I can't stop
