I ain't gonna live, I don't believe I'm going to live to get much older Strange little man over here in Vietnam I ain't, I ain't never seen Bless his
Lord I ain't gonna live, I don't believe I'm going to live to get much older Strange little man over here in Vietnam I ain't, I ain't never seen Bless
you rockers When I carry the ball, I stay be-hind my blockers I move swift, I needs no lift I don't have to riff because I shift the gift and now my name
I'm taking my respect back Oh, Moneymaker, Break down. Triple digit ring, gold Watch what plagues your filthy hands And I've been thinking twice about the things I say The choices I
won't hear no "ooohs" or "ahhhs" when I choose to use no vowels STUPID!" Thought I was kidding when I wasn't, bitch? Shit is HOT. Plumbers unclog my
childish without the joy I know that I said I would change I know that I haven't changed A shoulder to lean on and then break/embrace I'm barely breathing
everywhere So fly I cant stay parked on the carier Your infirior I think you got your lines crossed I only pay bitches when I need more write offs Im
's how it goes Now I can't go no place without somebody pointin' a finger ah, but I can't blame em my rides got sweet interior i think I'll call my broker
of the essence My vast knowledge of rhyme is past college Blast, demolish, polish off all enemies I can't fall in this rap game, I got acrophobia Plus
At night I can't sleep my brain keep movin' like a body on a horse I don't stand, don't stand, don't wife me I construct on bricks Some thoughts it
closer I am The closer I feel, the further you get My hands hold on tight to your every word I won't let go, but I feel my eyes advert from who I used
I can't go no place without somebody pointin' a finger ah, but I can't blame em my rides got sweet interior i think I'll call my broker and I'll tell
don't hide the crop cause I the E-Z-Wides I'm gonna survive not suck seed, cause I stand as a man And you can't hand me no bird feed [Chorus] [OaTie
