each manipulated, obvious mistake And, no, I won't step over truth I can't deny So just believe it, it won't take long Just for once don't think a million people
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
' eighty on the freeway, police catch me if you can Forgive me I'm a rider, still I'm just a simple man All I want is money, fuck the fame I'm a simple man
broke That helps you to keep composure up around your folk That keeps from trying to wrap a rope around your throat Don't choke, you feeling like giving up Life isn't a million
do hits with J I like to write for other people, keep 'em loving a nigga On the low love the dough between my publish and bigga Is it wroth a million
! People always say, "Too Short can't rap" Now I drive a Benz and my bank is fat It's like crap, put a 'C' on a rhyme Ain't nothing left homie but a
smoked crack cocaine She was nine months pregnant, ain't nothing changed 600 Million on a footbal team And her baby dies just like a dope fiend The story
a saviour especially like I was born in a manger manger Lord can succeed who is as humble as me as long as I've got a number I wear a heart on my sleeve
source is alive You forgot the words of your creator And now he's made you a perpertrator Forever in a world of you and a girl A few grams in a pipe
save our soul A God save our soul A God, a God save our soul Lord God God save our soul A God save our soul a God a God save Lord did not intend for
people locked up, you need to send 'em some s*** 'Cause it's never too late to stop bein' a b**** A magazine and some pictures is a n****** whole world
on the freeway, police catch me if you can Forgive me i'm a rider, still I'm just a simple man All I want is money, f**k the fame I'm a simple man Mr.
It's a multi-million dollar motherfucker in it And I'm quick to blow a milli in a minute I know them people wanna stick me with the senates I'm a player
grenades Could you recall a soulja that used to be crawlin' Now I'm ballin', don't plan on fallin' For the world Left the furl in the dope man, on the
be alive' watchin' all your people run But you imagine growin' up to sell your 50 million records worldwide Or fuckin' off somebody's son Imagine if these niggaz never saw a
' up on the block With a .45 glock And a mouth full of rocks Hustlin' like I didn't even care Wakin' up my neighbors poppin' pistols in the air Tryin' make a million
up on the block With a .45 Glock and a mouth full of rocks Hustlin' like I didn't even care Wakin' up my neighbors poppin' pistols in the air Tryin' make a million
niggas chest like bunch a phlegm Like a fuckin? ram, I?ma hunt for the lamb I?m a dump ?em man, in a dumpster can You ain?t a soldier, ask Uncle Sam,
