I look at you I feel something tell me That you're the kind of guy that I should make a move on [(verse):Mc Lyte] Yeah I get exotic with tha malotic tune I
I could have sworn I moved When it comes to relationships, I don't have a clue Love at first sight, I dunno, I zoom You put a hit out on me; bada bing
sun Just keep on marching to the drums These dreams are forever Oh these dreams are forever Now I'm not saying it's better to bailar (Spanish for dance
and I know where I'm going And if you got beef, I turn into a tenderloin Sanity kills so I live the crazy life I wonder if you'll pay attention, if I
, "I'm headin' out to Vegas On a 747 in 35 minutes down at gate 11 If you wanna get lucky, I'll take you to Heaven He said, "I got a million dollar meeting
get along? I don't wanna hurt no one I just wanna have a little fun So I'm begging you Please man, don't call the police, man I didn't know the stereo
And when I let loose lead, believe I'm accurate Fat scope on a [unverified] Sawed-off double barrel and a pistol grip Pump on my lap at all times I
is burnin', the steering wheel's turnin' I'm out a week, I'm already earnin' Suckers crossed, tonight it's their loss Payback time, boy, life's the cost Gauges out
me Hehe, my ass motherfucker try an' test Last six days your whole gay crew, buyin' vests and ass bets Hit it like DeNiro and Pacino gettin' head like I'm
shaw Got the ball, fuck the law and yep I wet 'em out As I proceed to spread 'em out and dead 'em out Spray 'em out, lay 'em out Ain't no surprise,
shaw Got the ball, fuck the law and yep I wet 'em out As I proceed to spread 'em out and dead 'em out Spray 'em out, lay 'em out Ain't no surprise, come
I ain't a nigga That's gonna get left with a big zero as a figure I'm gonna end up with a big sum 'Cause if you don't like one jam, I always got another one Different, specifically I
man, I'm a handle this When they pulled us over shit got worse I wait until they got out and then I hit reverse Fucked 'em up, I seen one cop fall Threw
life of a gangster, use to rob bankster But now I'm locked up, I'm just a punk low rankster Jail cells know me too damn well Seems like I've built on
the 12 gauge Maniac,I'm a rhyme brainiac,livin' on the edge of a razor Remember that Cold rollin' thick as a shake,I'm rockin' hard as a quake I can'
's how I'm livin' I did three years in and made close friends Havin' no love my homies came my only I was glad, a family I never had But I grew up fast
when I die I'm goin' to hell again I'm the hunted child I'm the hunted child I'm the hunted child The hunted child I'm the hunted child I'm the hunted