, I flow like scuba, bitch, I'm bald like Cuba And I keep a killer ho, she gon' blow right through ya I be macking 'bout my stacking, now I pack like
was about her, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry, I apologize, Kim. I don't know, I just had temporary insanity... I lost my teeth and my mind..."
. Plus you met my mother even if it was an accident. I'm confused tell me where we go wrong, I was sure I would be with you for so long. I was planning
clothes, the hos I suppose I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
's me, that's me The devil won't let me be I got a tortured mind And my blade is sharp A bad combination In the dark If I kill a man In the first degree
's a one shot kill I'm so far ahead ya'll Can't touch my land spread 'Cause most of ya'll Is misled and underfied Hey, what can I say, I'm a little
I'll never stop I don't give a fuck If it's me against a million billion of y'all, mother fuckers I will never stop I bust six out the roof of my Bentley
nothing Problem with the squad I am the first one toughing Like my nigger .. I keep it one hundred To eleven in the smile .. running I need 50 .. for my
clothes I suppose I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful I
screen Plasma Hey Nicki, hey Nicki, asthma I got the pumps, it ain't got medicine I got bars, sentencin' I'm a bad bitch, I'm a cunt And I'll kick that
clip And make a man understand where she's comin' from The hardcore's connected to the base of her fate She just breaks and bring drama to the situation Ejaculation of my
way I sleep is in a cold sweat You say I'm crazy? You ain't see shit yet 'Cause I love to kill and kill for fun The microphone goes off like a handgun
a truck Me, I'm overloaded, born hard and scarred Crime intellect, more complex than nerves in your spinal chord Bank job my forte, not off of gun play Hostage taker, I killed my
I prowl ,like a lion I growl Learn to see behind my back like the head of an owl I'm the voice of the youth,the prophet of truth What I speak is really
is crime My life is over so I might as well speak my mind I killed a brother 'cos this system had me geared to kill 'Cos what I call home, you call
like an animal I like the rock'n rolll, the funk, the jazz and hip-hop Suckers get loud, I drop em I like ( ? ) I'm Bronx Bob, bring the beats and I'
I?m sick with the pain in my heart I?ve got love in my eye And you?re sucking me dry Ahhhhhhhh I'm stuck in my bed And I?m out of my head With the streets