business man When the monthly payments came he just Packed his bags and ran Never listened to reason, And the bills were so unpaid And now he's holding a
the trunk Of his white Cornice Took a look inside And what did they see Two keys and a gallon of P.C.P Oh shit, the thought crashed Mitch's subliminal
the horn all day, with old boy did you ever think about what it would do to your home whata??s his name, wherea??s he live what is it he offers? whata??s
'll find a goal in a ghetto superstar's road map And I'ma use that for the For the rest of my life For the rest of my life Burnt-out, kicked to the
ll find a goal in a ghetto superstar's roadmap And I'ma use that for the [Amerie singing] For the rest of my life For the rest of my life [Verse 2:
checks for a long time Gettin' Jake for a long time E&J for a long time Nigga, try to get like me Been a G, for a long time Been in the streets, for a
The pre-meaning before it, preparing for war shit Their god's only a graphic, the sky's computer blue There is a moral malfunction, what will the machine
they'd be talkin like bitches My barber cut me with a quickness (what?) Asked him where he got the new bracelet; he said it was his sister's - I knew then What
't matter if his wallet is rolling He's looking at you like a desperate hunter Sugar daddy but he's just a munter Hey you, what's a good girl like you
a 380's a fuckin sissy gun If you're gonna shoot somebody use a fuckin real gun You little bitch Next time say my fuckin name in a song Don't be subliminal
his quest with the terrorist sending MC to the therapist my microphone will be a family heirloom hmm, awaits a white rappers dominate rappers on the scared straight after a
bought somethin' else That's why I live e'ry day (Day) Like a thug holiday Suffocate a nigga about mines, J. Holiday Quick to make a movie 'bout my Doc
a gat Chorus 1 & 2 [Canibus] Yo, yo, yo Fuck beggin for ya life, I have you niggas beggin for death Use a dull blade and sever ya neck You're whack
, what, that dirty motherfucker" "You buggin'" "Ain't no buggin', he's some ugly motherfucker" "You buggin', no, look at his disposition, shorty gotta stride" "What
You've seen what I see too? The smile that ain't a smile but teeth flying against our necks You see something too but can't call it's name "Ain't it
it's only a rap cause when these bullets hit yo' ass I'm like it's only a gat I need a funeral to feel good, I'm hopin it's yours Think he religious?
a roof You could nod your head to this like it's only a rap 'Cuz when these bullets hit your ass, I'm like it's only a gat I need a funeral to feel
's got their albums out, but where's his at? He said it'd be out a long time ago, he said that a long time ago Where'd all the time go? Can't see, like with a