here and don't say nuthin' I'm sayin' give it here and don't say nuthin' Yeah, it ain't nothin' like I rush I get, in front of the band On stage wit
off me 'Cause I'm about to get ya, spit ya, split ya Did ya, bite ya, no, I don't bite, I bit ya, no, I rid ya I got ya all in the mood, yeah, it's on
a week since I last saw you Over and over I imagined all the things I'm gonna do Soon, it will be time for this fantasy to come true I've got something special I
around And wastes time, other fine brothers just don't compare I'll be there, I swear, far or near, have no fear I don't care, you can count on me, I
to the sunrise, plus I stay dumb high Whether block shit or rock shit Club shit or drug shit, I pop shit I got shit Get sig' any track I'm a spit the
saw that, hey Hey, I am not my hair, I am not this skin I am not your expectations, no, no I am not my hair, I am not this skin I am a soul that lives
else Your watchin' your back Like you can't relax You tryin' to be cool You look like a fool to me Tell me Why'd you have to go and make things so complicated? I
just can't kill the beast Last thing I remember I was running for the door I had to find the passage back to the place I was before "Relax," said the
I loved her the first time I saw her I know that's an old songwriting cliche Loved you the first time I saw you Can't describe it any other way, any
it you can walk away, you know that I'm working when I'm gone but then I'm try na get paid, I'll call you when i can, Im not your boy I'm your man. You
with (s) I need somebody I can get serious with (m) I need somebody that I can call on (s) it's thug love and I think I found it [chorus] (mya) Will I
your so called friends Watch them niggas you hang around with I need somebody I can be serious with I need somebody I can clown with It's thug love And I think I
pregnant too I'm out to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I'm a call her? I'm a name her Bonnie I read about your Uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry I
as you thought I was am i? Heh.. I'm the American dream! I'm the definition of white trash balling, I'm right back on 'em, with the (*scratches*) I can
, oooh, oooh, oooh Yo, if you never been shot or stabbed Brick city, go, oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh Yo, I gotta catch a cab back to the lab so I can smoke
you're never gonna see her no more You don't know what I can do with this axe Chop off your head, so you better relax You should never have opened that
you're never Gonna see her no more You don't know What I can do with this axe Chop off your head So you better relax You should never Have opened that
's to the future 'cuz we got through the past I finally found somebody who can make me laugh You so crazy, I think I wanna have yo baby Whatta man, whatta