Chores) He Raps..He Sangs.. He do his thang.. He does..We does.. Everythang you wish you was.. its T-wayne (its T-pain).. Bang(Bang).. He Raps..He Sangs.. He
right to be king Niggaz that got life really like what I sing 'Cause they know is he really like, niggaz feel my pain Know the shit I don't write be
't stop, and it won't stop ??¶ause i just can't quit. This game be runninthrough my veins with nothinbut platinum hits. And nigga it don't stop, ??¶
Money but the money ain't, Gudda tough, Nelly nice, Nick nasty, Streets bad, Tyga ill, Drake magic, Millz Harlem, Chuck wild, Twist Dallas, And Mack Maine rap, sing
finga all y'all niggaz hit the decks 'Cause ain't no need for that, hustlers and hardcores Raw to the floor raw like Reservoir Dogs The green-eyed bandit can't
the glizze, leave a nigga clapped on 'Rap City' I'm strapped with the Mac Milli, you wack as ass Gilly It ain't hard to scrap, my squad's the vanguard of rap
his thing, I'm the one he's lovin' I'm here to show ya'll, havin' a kid ain't meanin' nuthin' That ain't keepin' him, specially if he in love with another
-t cuz he never risked shit he hopes and he wished it but it didn?t fall in his lap so he ain?t even here he pretends that? [Hayley Williams] Airplanes
this weak shit 'Cause he never risked shit, he hoped and he wished it But it didn't fall in his lap, so he ain't even here He pretends that Can we pretend
I can sing better than you and I don't fuckin sing And probably play guitar better, and I ain't never touched a string But I ain't mad at you, I'd hate
hard, front and say I'm God Don't know a lesson say a blessin, you're gonna get scared (Yo call the C.O.) That won't be necessary He'll watch him beat
how many stupid MCs I've dissed But if they commence to try me I won't buy it I'll look them up and down and I'll say, "Don't even try it" 'Cause I
pain I don't really wanna die, just need a, change of scenery I done see too many killings just like my vision is mean to me And my eyes don't like
lean and a hardcore dream The dream wasn't crafted to be pornographic Decency started from the crib, plus kids Don't need to hear all of that on the rap
me. Bullets like birds you can hear them bitches hummin, Don't let that bird shit, he got a weak stomach. Niggaz know I'm sick I don't spit I vomit,
I know the Lord, will make a way He will make a way somehow, yes, He will Yes, He will Oh, I do believe that we will make it Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
up All my G's rep... [Pain interrupts chorus] [Bridge one: Pain & Cee] [Pain:] Carolyn! [Cee:] Yeah what? [Pain:] Uhm ... Los said he didn't want a
pit full of pit bulls to be shaken Or strapped to the crossroads of Hell and inner sin Which trap the sinners in to sell such a Sing-Sing I bring Grym
