need my self remembered But what I help create and leave behind Is important to me To dent the comfortably numb With constructive satire Make my life one
, youp youp youp youp Ain't your life boring, don'tcha think? Youp youp youp youp youp youp youp Life is so much better When there's some little something
a bitch Back to the safe you better open it fast I'm gettin' tired, I'm about to melt a cap in your ass I got all that money that I'm live, how you figure
Short mon from Jamaica, Brooklyn the real 5th Ward my second home, now I'm back to strike Rap-A-Lot, street music, Geto Boys for life [Chorus] C'mon
veins, that won't do away with the pain Only prayers will get you through, ain't no use to bein foolish Ain't got one life to live, so be careful how
with no rest, to get that paper that's my quest I'm on a slow grind towards success, one of the best cause I keep it fresh I'm one hundred percent and
that I am 'Way back when I was crawlin' in m'crib I was doin' all kinds o'thinkin' Aw'ready I had figured out the 'cut of m'jib' The kind o'soul that
niggaz deep in their thoughts Cause there isn't no sunshine Get away from the one-time got caught sometimes But other times, I got away If you a busta
"Stay strapped, stay strapped" Gyeah! Aye Ya'll already know what time it is, nigga, aye Gyeah! I'm in the streets, err' night nigga I'm in the club err
1979) (Vanian/Scabies/Sensible/Ward) Here we go now! I'm a villan I'm a rogue I'll nick your wallet or garden gnome I'm a burglar I'm a cad
strapped" Gyeah!... Aye! Ya'll already know what time it is, nigga... Aye! Gyeah!... I'm in the streets err'night nigga, I'm in the club err'night nigga
coffin you fuck with mine, I'll cross ya life line I'm a graffiti artist, paint chalk outlines and the worst part (what it is) - is I'm not a coward visit
life for the masses Bad, it ain't happenin' twice 'Cause my mother's stacked in a lab ? I need your help, and I'm not askin' it nice All in life it's
am 'Way back when I was crawlin' in m'crib I was doin' all kinds o'thinkin' Aw'ready I had figured out the 'cut of m'jib' The kind o'soul that never
my life Ghetto, droppin the fool my pay x10 [C-Murder] Whassup nigga, huh, No Limit, cuz I'm in it. Cuz I'm in it muthafucker, Third Ward. C-Murder,
nice day Now i'm back street i'm doin the same ol' thang A young nigga bout my change so i'm lettin my nuts hang I run with ten ward niggas Bout it all
(Mike Ward/Dierks Bentley) There's things in my life that I've been missing The touch of a woman, and lovin after dark Come here lately, the woman I'