there's a, and there's a And there's a, and there's a, fine line Too late to pray that I'm on it Ya, yeah, yeah, y'all, uh-huh, y'all And there's a fine
i know that you resent me 'cause i study how im greeted. Im quick to touch the mic for the rep and for the loot im known around my village as the
stretch, into the horizon with my eyes and ears closed sealed with a clearcode. I'm at loss for words, but i know a lot of words for loss got a whole
tagged up picnic tables outside of the [bleeped out] it's missin not a spot and here I sit again, with a pen and a desire to be entirely lost in a world
. It's the same story, different author, man, the same old shit. I want a perfect girl, it's not a perfect world, cause she's a superstar gold-digging
a torn smile, tryin to get my song on file It's on now, the whole town done gone wild Kick rhymes off my heartbeat as a unborn child Then developed a
the closet and dapped up my skeleton Had a convo with a man with no ears And all of a sudden everythin' became so clear Have no fear, I just bought a first class
You talk shit, I talk shit In a flash I be the E, cat an' mouse and cash Not many ballin' niggaz out there, can touch my stash Or touch the S-class,
Yo, it's a big world (For real) You probably think I'm out there being a player, uh (What, ha, ha) But yo, if I can't have you, then I don't want anybody
but I'mma stay O.G. Fresh out the pen only 32 days An' every bitch is pregnant in a multiply ways Now sick world, why did the little girl Walk around with a
outta rehab with self-esteem She ain't felt this good in a while A new leash on life, a vibrant thang, a beautiful smile Used to run with a circle of
around the world, no more for me to see I stay on the roll, lifestyle celebrity My time to shine and it ain't easy as it seems To do what it takes to keep a
could spot a snake from a block away I told you a what the game need is a change of speed Visualize the realism I'm a dangerous speed When I die, I'
Lick a little bit then move it all around Lick it all over 'til you hear her make a sound Then you know that you found a good spot Tease it and touch
a dollar at a time For one chance One kiss One taste of you my black madonna I'd sell My soul My self-esteem a dollar at a time One taste One taste One
in a state run home And after he had signed the papers He walked into that night alone And in this world he found unkind He built a wall around his mind
't fuck around, I eat out with your shorty with the crew And she be late for head, she want a tape and dreads And thought of you, a little stinger My
I crack whips on phones, blow smoke out nose Niggas peepin' out the style, hoes peepin' the clothes A million flows off the slang, bizz-a-pow, bizz-a