I ain't going down I ain't going down Oh, honey to the well no more Oh. And I ain't got nothing Oh, and I can't stand nothing Oh. I ain't going down
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I ain't going down I ain't going down Oh, honey to the well no more Oh. And I ain't got nothing Oh, and I can't stand nothing Oh. I ain't going down I
day, goddammit, I'm killin' this shit I know damn well y'all feelin' this shit I don't need yo' pussy, bitch, I'm on my own dick I ain't gotta power
I be I been I been, I been here for the culture, youknowhatI'msayin? I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't I don't be recognizin all that new jack shit
believe I told y'all it's on for life The only bars I ever be behind is the one's I co-write Hold it down, hold the crown What I gotta brag for? Y'all
somethin' Yeah, I'm talkin' lights, camera, action Had me singin', "I'm sorry Ms. Jackson" I love the way it's goin' down she got the thongs on She started bouncin' more
I'm a motherfuckin' monster I, I crossed the line, line And I'll, I'll let God decide-cide I, I wouldn't last these shoulders So I, I am headed home
here This ain't no game to me, this is my career Throw me a mic, plug it in, "Bet!" I won't be happy til the dancefloor's wet I ain't no rookie, I'm a
crazy mad but my fans want autographs I turn my angry frowns into fake laughs I can't be rude 'cause they wouldn't understand I ain't human no more, I
and I don't understand God damn you got me sinkin' in quicksand But since I don't know and I ain't never learned I gotta get paid, I got money to earn
gunsmoke I'm bustin' off another lyrical nightmare Parents hate the ice, you think that I care? Well, I don't give a fuck 'cause I rhyme tough Drop science
I guess I was prepared to live in a vacuum The bedroom the kitchen, the hall and the bathroom I didn't leave home much, didn't like L.A. Didn't have
a rhyme that's dope Cause I'm a cliffhanger, no, I ain't a stranger Yo, I'm Toddy Tee, and I'm a Compton banger Wanted by the F.B.I. for transport of
she knows, I think that she knows And now I walk around without a care She's got me hooked, it just ain't fair, but I I'm love stoned and I could swear
great tie i finally got the windsor, like on my eighth try your shirts still soakin wet, your slacks ain't dry and i have yet to even fall from the sky i
hardcore So why you think your albums haven't sold more? [Busta Rhymes] Well baby, the nature of the business is unstable Especially when your project ain't