Texty:
Destroy Destroy Destroy Get Used To It

Gay and proud and in your face Coming out of every place Provokes your violent aggression From the direction of another's affection Your cruel jokes and

When you walk up in the mall and can't afford a pair of trainers, Imagine when it changes, Imagine satisfaction when you make it, It's more than being

Verse 1: Mmmmmmmmmmm Oh it hurts so bad. It started out so perfect, something God could only create. A union of both me and you on this special day Never

spoke in code Tryin deeply to destroy his soul I keep it real cuz the streets is watchin me ?? cuz the beats is jockin me And all in all it was a smooth

', mobbin' I'm 'bout my paper, these other niggaz slang for the sport Like unaware tomorrow ain't promised, the game is too short I've witnessed niggaz get it all and give it

The truth about it, baby If it were me I would've done the same thing If it was me that caught you cheatin' in the streets If it was me that caught you

song It goes like this Back when Mark Walhberg was Marky Mark This is how we used to make the party start We used to mix Hen' with Bacardi Dark And when it

generation should do a little bit better Alright, come on let's cut the bullshit enough let's get it started Let's start addressing this issue and open it

more chump change, none of that bull Just movies, museums and the hall of fame So all you Hip Hops get on up, and let's take it to the top where we belong