up Hip-Hop Forty-nine thousand copies, the week your shit drop While my sales making records break Two and a half million scanned by the second week Motherfucker I hit 'em up
shell toes on, I don't wear them Tims Got niggas, got hoes in the gaggle of gin Ain't no telling what I might get in The first night, do it right, I'ma do it again, c'mon Put your hands up
the mountain And separates the widow from the bride Man goes beyond his own decision gets caught up in the mechanism Of swindlers who act like kings and brokers who break
the slums of Shaolin, golden claw Talon twirl and one swirl of the fatal sword splits your Island Wu killa bees stingers back on the swarm again The alarm again
blown it again I've done it I've blown it again Gone an' lost my one true friend If I can't stop it it's gonna end I've done it, I've blown it again Diggin' up
your Doggy Dogg think that you're hogging shit Both of you bitches can come and suck my doggy dick Beatin' up a bitch don't make you shit But then again
smart covered up your trails Your mouth is dry and your life is stale You always have a gun if all else fails Sex is never just sex again Why
again and again Again and again and again I'm a guitar, honest pop single cut away Please don't play that song on me again I'll explode, I'll break all
grenades The walls I couldn't break em or take em apart with a tank Now momma told me be careful who you love G said just rap it up, these bitches actin up
If you won't accept me I'll leave here today 'Cause I need to feel alive I need to laugh again I'm going crazy And it's breaking up my mind It's weighing
me hiding shit and more about me rejecting you It's totally different the way our minds are made up To me flirtings natural, to her it's cause for break up
's gonna like what I pumpin' But it's wrong to keeping someone from learning something So get up, it's time to start nation building I'm fed up, we gotta
the mountain And separates the widow from the bride Man goes beyond his own decision, gets caught up in a mechanism Of swindlers who act like kings and brokers who break
you hit your target then they say you live twice In a box of lucky charms man keep a few Gs And never talk about the tricks kept up your sleeve Help you
comes your ghost again but thats not unussual its just that the moon is full and you happen to call.. seven seven seven dash nine three eleven you packed up
will starve In noman's land You learn, your work, you'll break, Now swallow shit you jerk Your life afflicted, Just pictures of again-addicted Your time is up
Try to check me, I break your neck, Disrespect me you get injected, It's hectic with some bullshit that happen, You least expected, We just don't accept