's something wrong with all you kids today You just don't appreciate all the things you've got We were hungry, broke and miserable And we liked it better
better man you'll say has come to you today i'll try and be a better try and be a better try and be a better try and be a better man
homie and a nigga, K, homie All bitches, look into it as you want the real killa? Well, pull out your pistol, bitch, and shoot it, shoot it And you knew it, do it
words in one bar we spit it, rap it, nigga better go hard who the underdogs the West done done it the East done done it the South hard they keep it together
) My life is a jungle, I struggle hustle Monday through Sunday They tell me the world is mine but shit I don't want it, who want it? How could it be
in you/ give em the game, break it down, yall better read the bible dog/ yall better know who wrote the scriptures, yall better protect your soul/ now
tuck me in at night With the teddy bear you gave me that I held so tight I thought you were so strong that you can make it through whatever It's so hard
name was Otto Titsling. What happened to Otto Titsling shouldn't happen to a schnauzer. It's a very sad story. I feel I have to share it with you."
story. his name was otto titsling. what happened to otto titsling shouldn't happe A schnauzer. it's a very sad story. I feel I have to share it with
name was Otto Titsling. what happened to Otto Titsling shouldn't happen to a Schnauzer. it's a very sad story. I feel I have to share it with you."
s so much evil in the world today Everybody's trying to make their way Looking for a piece of love to make it better But we can make it through and rise
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up now Feels good, feels good, yeah Now the heat of love feels like it's starting to cool I hear the bells, but they
Work It's automatic, static battle star galactic Microhard It's the upgraded, complicated, premeditated Microhard It's the transplanted, peaceful panic, bass mechanic Microhard It
First I cuff it, then finger fuck it Check it something rugged, other niggas be reluctant To touch it after me Passively they strike, never matching me
play my broads, just how I play the mic First I cuff it, then finger fuck it Check it something rugged, other niggas be reluctant To touch it after me
but we don't know why Maybe it's 'cause we're all gonna die And when we do, yeah what's it all for? You better live now before the grim reaper comes