's a serious world !" [Verse:] Alone You're down But da people will Bring you down [x2] Down You know they'll never cease to burn you up inside Down
Down there like a butt Black and white, mixed like a mutt Imma frustrate Imma pimp walking with a limp Got her to a pinch in my pants I've got her in a clip held by a
You's a put together gimmick, somethin' like a collage. Since you're putting on a show you gon' get the applause -- Clap clap with your frame like a fucking
with the dollop Pot full of acid, I got the game mastered Move dimes, hit twenties addicted to gettin' money It could be a hundred degrees and never look sunny Black
da coop that cost a hundred thous, hakala shikmina lady ron browz my money make noise yours quite as a mouse send a email in da boyz in da house all da
Every damn kid on the street, they got something to prove Push a bullet through my heart, why not? That's a start They could push their reps quicker, kill a
before your ass can say "Ho" I'm like a time bomb but I'm a rhyme bomb Spray the whole audience with napalm Or something just as hot, I'll bust a rhyme
a block away I sit up, look back It wasn't nothin' but a microphone contract Dressed in black, I stalk my prey Parabellum in a leather attache Low tones
, a team player on a solo flight Lookin down on MC's faces full of fright and fear I slam dunk a rap through their ear to hear Heureka! I just struck a
in a day I'm that Bin Laden, boy, I'll bomb ya state I ain't come to stay, I got a post bar and a date Two million in the bag, ain't one to brag You
down, I'm sick of the fraud I put hands on this bitch like a spa massage we all know your last name is what got you a job you use to put together gimmicks
zag and pull the top back and let the ass drag hit the switch, quickest way to get a bitch executive branch, get a whiff of this black car, sack a dank
the wall of the VIP like This a way, that a way This a way, that a way Yeah, it's Young Wayne on them hoes A.K.A. Mr. Make It Rain On Them Hoes Yeah
really feel naughty I got a naughty, naughty style and a naughty, naughty crew But everything I do, I do just for you I'm a little bit of old and a
our shit like nats do Police's be on my tip like hats do But I just stay strong like blacks do Never saved by the bell in a black school And I stay
you plan to hit something (Bombs over Baghdad, yeah) (Bombs over Baghdad, yeah) (Bombs over Baghdad, yeah) (Bombs over Baghdad, yeah) (Bombs over Baghdad
owe to it my success With survival of the fittest, everyday is a chal' I would think I'm a part of U.S.A. and be proud Confronted with racism, started
