go Talking to the boys Don't you realize you're dirt In everyone's eyes? You're no friend of mine You're no friend of mine You're no friend of mine You're no friend of mine
[Slug] Yeah, I saw the sign in the window, for the job Yeah I got a high school education, but that's all Skills? You wanna know if I got some skills?
week off work I hope that your back feels fine and your car starts first try Search a blue sky and watch the birds fly Hope its everything you could ask for
Sunny, what I gotta do? He said {I'll give you three-five piece of the pie If you pick up a package for me on the eastside tomorrow} Three and a half for
of must get paid here Blood rush, raised up to the majors [Slug] I was living at my dad's crib still a kid, when my best friend began to drift So I
you again Getting better at choosing friends This time the loser wins Cause I learned how to cut off the looser ends [Slug] I'm not tripping, this just an excuse for
as hell But don't waste no time feeling sorry for self We'll be right here with you through your war Cause you're the one that we make this music for
[Slug] You motherfuckers ain't on my shelf I should jump back and try to french kiss myself The boy fell in the well and lived to tell Put my voice in
I remember you You taught a lesson and for that I give you gratitude I'm such a mess with love and sex But I don't fuck around with my best friend's ex
stage Just to get repped for future endeavors When you only special as physical measurements Pardon me if what I speak seems amiss Like anyone, we looking for
foot leave a track We often gotta look for the path These problems, are the good ones to have [Slug: Verse 2] Nobody wanna go to work For some older
't seen you in awhile. How you been? Whats a matter, you sick? Don't come near me man. Alright I'll see you later. Tommy doesn't got no money for the
is my fuse Then dead as a death pack, the colors I choose Red or blue 'cuss or blood It just don't matter Sucker die for your life when my shotgun scatters
He was known to be hard on the women and a brother he'd stomp Smack a bitch in a minute, some say just for fun And he was known for his chrome-plated
, in my bed, betrayed by my best friend She was a friend of mine, she left with my man She lied, cheated, took all I had She was a friend of mine, she
is a jungle, I struggle hustle Monday through Sunday They tell me the world is mine but shit I don't want it, who want it? How could it be mine and I
in my direction Nigga got a 17-shot for protection Life ain't no joke Too many niggas I know was takin' shit for granted and that's foul Nigga, if you
