two step Put on for my city, I aint got no choice but to rep I put straight shots in they hair Make pretty girls, do the ugly face And they just my song
, I'm Too $hort, Too $hort Too $hort, Too $hort Too $hort, Too $hort Too $hort, Too $hort Now that I've established one fact I came here to rap You got a choice
or that Jay-Z Yo his verses were crazy, on that "Renegade" beat But I ain't never bought no whole CD of Shady And all I hear is pop tunes come on the
nobody, that means that its you it applies to If I was you I'd leave it alone I kill you or suicide you You had a choice before they flew inside you The
war is peace Like corporations don't dictate the streets Like brothers don't die for the diamond or bling Like brothers don't die over songs we sing Like
They sing, "I'm in love what's that song? I'm in love, with that song I'm in love, what's that song? Yeah, I'm in love, with that song? Oh Come on
Alex Chilton When he comes 'round They sing "I'm in love What's that song? I'm in love with that song" Cerebral rape and pillage In a village of his choice
pop song - then everybody loves you Just sing a little pop song - then everybody loves you See the unforeseeable - and see that it's a choice Perceive
, if you have any time today Or within the next couple of days If, if, you're in the studio or if you're at home or car, whatever That song, that, it
I'll have your nigga in an ambulance tellin' ya hold on The choir in your funeral singin' you so long The top shotta, that rock product the block gotta Then pop hollows then pop
Dutch Pass that Dutch, pass that Dutch Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat (Ah) Don't stop, get it till ya clothes get wet Pop that Pass tha Dutch,
let your radio play the same 15 songs that you hear e'ryday Go ahead pussy keep cryin about your bitch While you listen to that silly faggot pop punk
Shady] Yo this is D-Boi and this song goes out to Ash I hope you still know I'll pay you a lot of cash [New Shady] Yo and this song also goes Out
if he wrong These little rappers being putting poison in they song You paranoid man you annoying when it?s on I came up hard ain?t have a choice to get
Don't handle a lot of pricks, we the most thug You think you're dirty over there but we're more dirtier We last more longer than them more songs than
block Thinkin it be you until I let the nine glock Pa-pop, my man shitted all in his pants It's the same old song and dance And I'm out motherfuckers
