feeling kind of burned Tell me where have you been Oh, black-eyed mannequin? You ain't me You ain't me You ain't me You ain't me
a man with his pet You always seem to forget That you ain't me You ain't me You ain't me No, you ain't me Did you include the question mark? When
Prevod: Frank Black. You nisem jaz.
yourself by assumin My music keeps you movin, what are you provin? You know that I'm two levels above you baby Hug me baby, I'ma make you love me baby
call me fatso Now you call me Castro, my rap flows Militant, y'all faggots ain't killin' shit Oops, Cristal keep spillin' shit, you overdid it homes You in the danger zone, you
Can't relate to motherfuckers, who ain't go no cake When you all fucked up and can't get no break When your fake ass friends, don't help you out when
priceless, nigga, you understand me? Either you with us, or you ain't with us Either you in the huddle or you out the huddle Either you ridin' or we
priceless nigga You understand me? Either you with us Or you ain't with us Either you in the huddle Or you out the huddle Either you riding Or we passing
? Aisha ain't over here Well do you know where she is? No, I don't know where she is} {You don't know where she is? No, I don't know where she is, Frank
If I ain't a Lunatic, then what do ya call that If my pockets ain't obese, then what do ya call fat I wasn't born on purpose, I was unpurposely born I
take you back to Iceberg Slim And all the players that came before him If you a everyday hustler, get your money Cause what they do to black man ain't
me that I won't die, suicide, I won't try, bullets fly, drive-by, don't let it slide, do or die, you an I, slide by, catch them niggaz off my
you like, asking if you leaving with me, you gonna say you might, then we gonna wake up in the morning thinking about tonight. i think she likes me, she likes me
? Nigga you, get smacked 'til ya blue black And ya crew, give me dap like true dat Yo, I hit these Rmcees with the grip of death like I was a Vulcan Ain't
possibly Guns too big for you, to ever try stoppin' me Talk out your mouth, you better speak properly [Trife Da God] Aiyo, first of all, you ain't worth
] Killa Yo, girl: get a notepad (for what?) You ain't got no swag! And you so fine, it's so sad Still riding coach, need a Coach bag Let me coach you,
Word? I'm gonna get Biggie, I'm gonna kill Biggie You soft dude, you soft Fuck all you niggaz, you all ain't shit Watch your motherfuckin' back Eat a
