when they call you a bum? Say, what you gonna do when it's time to grow up and what you gonna do you're gonna be an adult. I don't can you give me a clue
talkin', you a dead man walking Stomp a nigga ass out, in these number 4 Jordans Got a scope on the barrell that's a hammer with a camera Hollow tips nigga, tip a
t hate, cause I've never been a confederate guy So when I die, I look God dead in the eye He said I got a room for you and a bed in the sky But y'all
thought you joined the choir You drop it, and ride with it, cuz she know that i'm liking it Turn my lap into a show, for an aspen o'day just writing it Tryin' clone that, uh!, just have a
front of a big old crowd Oh why, oh why Oh, mama, mama, mama I just shot a man down In central station Look, I never thought I'd do it Never thought I'd do it Never thought
m a be, I'm a be I'm a I'm a I'm a be. I'm a be, I'm a be I'm a I'm a I'm a be. I'm a be, I'm a be I'm a I'm a I'm a be. I'm a be be be be I'm a I'm a
speak to me and in your words I hear a melody But in the twilight it's so hard to see what's wrong for me I can't resist until you give the truth a little
Like a child running scared from a clown I'm terrified of what you do My stomach screams just when I look at you Run far away so I can breathe Even though
eat out so what we going for dinner for [Pusha T] Miami nights on the search for some T and A Tryna hide what's obvious to see in me We conversate a
give a single shit either way And her fears, they bled before she's convinced that they're real What are you looking for? Are you looking for something
you would think I got it made Better look again I got a butler, got a maid, and a mansion The belief is that I'm living out a millionaire's fantasy
the, it's The Cataracs Can you, can you get me up like I'm late for my first class? So I can give it to you rough like a first draft Would you like a
, tequila, lemon, salt I give her the all clear, letting her know Green light, letting her go Dropped her from a mile away Thought to myself, why not give it a
everybody drinking soda pop I didn't recognize the girl next door With beat up sneakers and a pony tail Beach baby beach baby give me your hand Give
there a little Room in your heart Room in your heart Is there a little Room in your heart Just a little Just a little Room in your heart Is there a
't waste time, give me a sign Tell me how you want to roll, how you want to roll I want somebody to speed it up for me Then take it down slow, there's enough room for
You's a put together gimmick, somethin' like a collage. Since you're putting on a show you gon' get the applause -- Clap clap with your frame like a fucking
Yeah, life is sure a bitch but she know I'm rich That why she give me what I want and I just throw her dick Here I go again, I kick this shit, give a