truck I'm coming up the hood been lovely New shoes on the whip and I wake up the bubbly 430 lex with convertible top The rims keep spinning every time I stop I
I'm here Suddenly I see Standing here It's oh, so clear I'm where I'm meant to be And at last, I see the light And it's like the fog has lifted And
Jack hammers drill smackin' through the sizzling concrete Windowsills spilling tangled telephone wires Signs sparking neon lights flashin' like wildfire My insides rise, I
that I've now put to rest The pages I've turned are the lessons I learned Somebody bring up the lights, I want you to see Don't you feel sorry for
Well I can see my teenage father standing straight on a desolate corner In the shadow of tentacled towers by the red light of America I imagine how his
tell em what I think about the way he lives I done a little dirt of my own and I won't throw stones so I get back what I give reach for the two homeboy
on touching me, getting around me I'm a bomb, you know what I'm saying I'm ready to go off, you know what I'm saying So many motherfuckers out there
is animated Once I get to ballin', I can't be deflated I'm rugged raw, my monstars is gettin' money When clicks get to buggin', I'm snatchin' up their
I get the money everywhere that I go (I go) I bust a bitch and take her money fo' sho (fo' sho) I get the money everywhere that I go (I go) I bust a bitch
, la-la-la-la-la-la-la I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I Uno momento poquito Uno momento poquito I, I, I, I Lie Steady, Lie Steady, Lie Steady I, I, I, I Oh, my
I'm, some, government experiment that is out of control I'm from some big black hole I square up, select, and rec'd every tangle I flare up, and you
without penetratin' the skin See I didn't invent it, I just perfected it I never intended to really connect with it But once I got in it, I redirected it Now I
I can smell him Somebody tell him that I still breathe, leave I'm alive I'll never see 25 Yet still I can feel, I'm real When it all happened I was
I fertilize your daughter Even though I fucked a hooker Took your baby girl and shook her You still buy everything I sell And I'm livin' well, see you
a dead mouse I'm packing a sickle I'm on your roof and I'm playing the fiddle You want me in a straight jacket 'Cuz when I see a throat, I'm a hack
nizzle again I talk about the rain, I talk about the sun I speak about the pain, I speak about the fun I'm sayin' that I'm bad, I'm sayin that I'm good
and I can spit it wicked Twisted and you can see by the look of my face Give me the mic and I'ma mangle it, tangle it Definitely the people see that I