over Everybody goes Wrong directions You got to give away Slash it up! You're just an easy make Slash it up! But you're not an easy game Slash it up
side Of his pretty little souped-up 4 wheel drive Carved my name into his leather seat I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights Slashed a hole
chains In a cloud, angels show Make way, whatcha got wrong I let it go too loud I realize, guards our peas Chains and shackles Boo hoo hoo when it said
need I give it all I got Your attention please! You never want it me You never wanted me! Sleep with me Just for the bitter part About me [Slash SOLO
from the street Stains on the wall Secretly meeting behind it all Voices from the heart Heat on the velvet skin Classic dancer's sign Lighting up the
CHORUS (first half) Elevator going up Fifth floor Lady's handbags, shoes, leather accessories, and electronics Wait a minute, where am I, on this elevator to nowhere Going up
do it acappella freestyle for your shoes Nigga make it hot don't get it twisted Dumb gifted Baltimore once again if you missed it Can't miss the butch, make it
from a nigga? Really want What these bitches want from a nigga? I've been keepin' you up on it Bling bling'n, on that jewelry girl I bought it What these
these bitches want from a nigga? I've been keepin you up on it Bling bling'n, on that jewelry girl I bought it What these bitches want from a nigga
veins, it's just hot Until a nigga can't take it no more Blood of a slave, heart of a king turn my voice up Aiyyo, the brother's stillmatic I crawled up
Luger And he slashed up Dasher just like Freddie Krueger And he picked up a flamethrower and barbecued Blitzen And he took a big bite and said, "It
Krayzie) PUMPIN THIS LEAD fuckin em up with me gun gun blast PUMPIN THIS LEAD FUCKIN em up with me gun gun blast PUMPIN THIS LEAD fuckin em up with
me i shoot a cutter nigga runnin up on me put up a shut up nigga quit actin phony never been hollywood always been 'bout the hood if you was lookin for trouble we got it
it up 'til somebody stop me I'm not that nigga That's gon' kick it with too many suckas or fags I'm not that nigga Lockin' these groupie hoes all up
: if you want some, nigga come and get it, 'cause we still five, live, and vicious. Don't get it twisted, muthafucka. Run up on it whenever ya wanna get
die when the King say die You can race it but you can't shake it, stop trying Try to hide it, cause you can't face it but you're born dying God, please
It's the return of the real nigga wit real shit And when the smoke dies down it's still a nigga left to deal wit This motherfucker standin' one deep solo
I lived it in life And I take it step by step, but I take it in Christ 'Cuz I'm knowin I can't make it alone You told me not to buy you a new house