job but the bills don't get paid just by prayin' and kindness I guess can't be bought So heres to you the workers down on the floor So heres to you the
remember when you come up, the show goes on So no matter what you been through, no matter what you into No matter what you see when you look outside
OH THAT'S CRAZY) Hop in the Excursion with sixteen wheels (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Yeah you love it how we huggin the curb (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Plus it's jumpin
S CRAZY) Sure paper, slide off with them midgets (THAT'S CRAZY) Talk about the feds made you snitch (OH THAT'S CRAZY) How you gon' hate what made you
fuckin' your damn wife You look for the pearly white gates, but you realize your fate It's too late, you hate, you hate It's too late, 'cause you hate
up You, don't wanna be you Shake it once that's fine Shake it twice that's okay Shake it three times Your playin' with your self again (You, don't wanna be just like you
, get blown by tornadoes 'Cause mother nature signals is tryna warn NATO We got a new terror threat, it's called the weather More deadlier than chemical and nuclear together It's
in thirty Now that's dirty, surveillance and you debate Fuck Will! Now you're the new Enemy of the State Angela Bobbett's cake compared to you And Junior
! chorus: it's p against the world, yeah, that's right! it's not all good, nigger...! it's p against the world, fuck pout of here, you're bothering me
' on ya left Mista who Meth, black gorilla beatin' on his chest I suggest, you pay yo' debt or Protect Ya Neck I suggest, you wear a vest makin' all them threats Here's
you think you got the shit in? You gotta get in where you fit in, bitch Motherfucker, you outta pocket, punk-ass bitch Swoll-ass motherfucker, you can
whip, you think you a player? I could confiscate your bitch, take her and slay her If a nigga nicer than me, then Christ is here You got somethin' in the bank? Then the dice is here I could show you
just started givin' a fuck what you really think about me See the thing about me Is you don't really know a thing about me Everyone's makin' a stink about me Like there's
got you niggas, nervous On purpose, to hurt your focus, you'se not MC's, you'se worthless You'se not them G's, you'se a circus, you'se no appeal, please You
I know how you jealous ones envy I shoulda knew better from the first few letters you sent me The first two letters you were tellin' me shit Like you
for niggas gettin guys who think you fuckin with trick and eminem no you not mother fucker so next time you see us be sure that you make a hole and when
brace I got your ass on target You got beef? You better save it for the motherfucking meat market Rhymes choke you like a headlock If a sucker's asleep
