I am of no relation No matter who?s buying, I?m a celebration Black and white diamonds, f-ck segregation F-ck that shit, my money up, you n-ggas just
went to your institutional learning facilities?! So how can you say I'm crazy. They say they're gonna fix my brain Alleviate my suffering and my pain But by the time they fix my
it up. [Chorus: x2] (Ooooh) And no matter the time or the place in the matter the crime, It's just me and my, (Ooooh) just me and my, Do it all through
come through See one deep I'm whooping clicks, gangs With my 50 Cal. click bang, I'm gangsta walking with that trick aim My nuts hang, like D-boys on
Got a cut on my thigh, got a nail in my eye And I`m bleedin' all over the wall Got a barbed wire bat and a dude on the matt Ain`t getting up soon at
Marlin Perkins, a Reagan contemporary. Cliches like, "itchy trigger finger" and "tall in the saddle" and "riding off or on into the sunset." Cliches like, "Get off of my
ya gimmicks out of minutes like a track phone Get back holmes im back on my shit I don?t mangle I?m like Pringles stackin my chips Clappin my fifth you
believe we riot Eating Jack mat Staring at walls of Silence Inside this cage Where they captured all my rage and violence In time I learned a few lessons Never fall for riches Aplogizies to my
: Got a cut on my thigh, got a nail in my eye And I`m bleedin' all over the wall Got a barbed wire bat and a dude on the matt Ain`t getting up soon at
't know where my matches is My little brother always snatches it, I'm easy to adapt to this 'Cause I just light it off the stove The back burner been
my hand Stuntin like a (muh'fucker) watch me do my do my do my (dance) Is this your girl? Cause homie if it is Get her from my table cause you know what
you feel sorrow or show love Or would it matter Can never be the lead-off batter of things Shit for me to feed off I'm see-saw battlin But theres way
me off of Kim Teeth off my dick, hands off my balls But you all can kiss my ass, pants off and all 'Cause I'm so goddamn off the wall I might as well
My chick is buggin', she trippin' My dick keep slippin' out my boxer drawers Now I'm caught up in the drug sting Niggas is callin' my horn, police is
can have a sprayoff I lay off wet niggaz and kill em on my day off Ain't nuttin for me to bust a trey off Murder the whole month of April nigga, just
out my clothes she said, I was waitin for nothing You're mother fucking right Walking this shit every night Fin this shit? Hold it tight Rina filma on my
Blood is splattered everywhere it don't matter You afraid, piss in your pants cant hold your bladder ? What's the matter did you see my cruel experiments