dick is single, small Didn't blow up, just don't give a what? A cuff? Didn't blow up, just don't give a what? A cuff? (DT's fired) But DT's fired, he
love note Like an old love note that i never shoulda wrote But i did and i felt like a fool Felt like a fool for fallin` for you Like a diamond ring down a rusty drain Down a
what you really know about that? I come like self bring a little back You want to build a stack? Nigga what's that? At least spend ten so I can get a
a fuckin' game you think it's a blood sport You gaspin' for breath an' I'm puffin' on one of these Newports An' I see a red dot aimed at yo' head Then
If I could go back in time I'd try to find you And make up for all this wasted time Like a broken record I've stayed protected From promises, from disappointments
let you down I'm broken like a promise, I'm shattered like a dream I'm broken with all my pieces scattered round for you to see I'm broken like a record
die im a boss hog outlaw chasin my stacks wether weed or C.D's or keys of Crack, i gotta get it, bein broke? a nigga aint with it show slim the target
What if I spoke w/ complete honest-ness What if told you that I've broken some promises I dealt with pride ever since a little kid I've comprised and
later than you think and a kiss is a terrible thing to waste A kiss is a terrible thing to waste A kiss is a terrible thing to waste
to amuse me. who me, a raver? do me a favor, make like a blackhead and get out of my face crack head. each and every nominee gets a year's supply
gift and the curse (Without ya) And now your heart broke and it's makin' it worse (Why me?) Why me? (I never thought) That you would be involved with a
is slowly killing me Dont need no bitch and fa sho fuck a friend Im solo till the end I know one I depend Im struggling for my ends I promise you I'm
gon' be a palace Laid out like a salad, keep a nigga from malice I'm movin' things to the South A dog like me need a pussycat 'round the house, with a
you like a piano record the noise it makes when it flattens your hands Then you realize it was only a dream and you were tied to a tree the whole time
his books and his records and his telescope with all the doors locked days piled upon each other one by tedious one until the pressure finally created a
your relationships like a positive thing till i turned into a bank account to deposit your bling used to be such a player but now i'm only a ref
I pulled down it's pants and put a foot up its ass man what a catastrophy it'd be for me to be a bitch ass p-ssy and not open a can of whoop ass did
I tell a bird like it is, you promise the broad I one line her (you), you Isiah Thomas the broad I could send a clique cartridge at a nemesis target And catch a