i'm not ready because we all need a push sometimes well i don't have wings but we're flying just the same i'm looking down as you're looking up watch me
I'ma crooked when I'm straight Cold hard rain Fallin' in and out of love I don't know who to trust What the fuck does that say about me, yeah? And
bear traps And it can't come clean without the sun beams And it ain't complete without the drum beats I can tell she don't want me as is Time to climb
week's show like if it wasn't all, what the fuck would you know? It goes... [Chorus: 2X] [Slug] A million channels selling me dreams Expensive celebrities telling me
coke Smokin weed by the zones (the pound) Got a down ass bitch to help me get through shit When times get rough at times you know you can't trust no
it won't come dope They stringing you along don't take it and try to jump rope Dog, this how you know you shouldn't feel glory Cause I ain't even show
when we call You got hip-hop, be-bop, hustle and bustle You got Atticus Finch You got Jane Russell You got freedom of speech You got great beaches, wildernesses and malls Don't
the fuck? yea, yea.. chargin y'all niggaz yea, yea.. behold the only thing greater than yourself (Verse 1) I'll slash ya grill, don't start me You'll
Now here comes Texas rolling through my mind There ain't nothing to it mama don't be cryin' It's just one of those things that everyone goes through Just
, sneak in the Days Inn I'm never tweakin' of haze an frequently blazin' Now if they ain't on ya face it ain't the cheeks that I stay in Can't deny it
don't nobody understand me man I want rock candy man But don't nobody understand me man I want rock candy man But don't nobody understand me man
knew nig, when I'm applyin' pressure The brothers play the back lookin' like some rhymin' extras 'Cause I'm the star of the movie, can't move me Don't
off respect Ask anybody who know me about my seeds Westside 9th street, I came up amongst the G's Crack game in 88, it took over shit I was there I stood on southern through Texas
rich but sometimes I don't believe Tryin' to sell a hundred thousand but they burnin' my CD's *** please, won't you get me help? Get yo' ass off that
assassin (don't) (don't) (don't fuck with me) We just was buggin, you know what I'm sayin? Ha-ha-ha (haa-haaa!) (don't) (don't) (don't fuck with me
don't give a fuck about nuttin (nuttin) guns cocked bustin (bustin) Whole click shot up, mob style, wasn't concerned about questions cause I ain't got answers Nigga we don
fight For my own heart next time around Don't you cry another night about me In this city I've got angels all around me She loves me more than anything
the biggest billboard I've ever seen! Buddy: Well, we're in Texas. Everything's the biggest. Daisy: Well, I don't see our names. Terry: Oh, believe me