Texty:
Five For Fighting My Baby

I'm alright, alright, I feel alright I never been better in my life You know the score I'm just fine, I'm fine, feeling fine A regular sawed off valentine

hood shit, you and Drake ain't built for -- This the shit the other bitch almost got killed for. I'm still counting what Hard Core generated. Bet my shit

I've been waiting for you ever since But it's three in the morning, yeah 'Cause three turns into four and four turns into five Then six rolls around, whatchu tryna do, baby

m in my second childhood "Cause when I flow the for the street " - " who else could it be" "N-A-S" - "Nas " "Resurrect, through the birth of my seed " - "

yell constantly They have a history of ripping off their shirts It's been one week since they had the fight With the Siamese twins and the transvestite Five

maintain my mental frame, and now I'm Boneless Word sound 'til I'm foamin' Cybergenics wanted my genes for clonin' Disownin' heads like Romans fight rebel Trojans More than civil suits make my

Id keep my candleslit up, get em', hit em', get em', (?) Bizzy! Nobody know my struggle nor my hustle. I'ma certified rider! Gave up all my children. Women in my

I'm screamin' out Mo' With my pockets on swoll Please Mr. Postman, quit bringin' these bills to my house Quit bringin' this stress to my spouse Cause I'm ready for

my mind I gotta grind (Grind) Shine and fight for my grandma And don't do nothin' stupid like Hammer 'Til I go bankrupt, steady drinkin' 'til I finish my