What, fade me how? Shit, on this rap shit Come on, nigga I brought my chopper an' my hard hat The shit's fucked up now show a nigga where the war at '
, let me hold you, let me love you forever Like money on the floor, spray it, spray it Said, "There's Money on the floor, spray, it spray it" Said, "There's
all dull razors all began Shoulder only angel seven half of every golden And on those who really help me time unveils Ty regarding visionary Give it all to me
Fort, the way I get behind bars Burn CDs with no regard for the stars Come to the grip with conflict diamonds and the arts Back in '94 they call me Chi-Town's
for a modern day, savior from another place Inclined toward charity Everyone's begging for an answer Without regard to validity The searching never ends It goes on and on and on
? Mensa membership exceeding Tell me why and how are all the stupid people breeding Watson, it's really elementary The industrial revolution Has flipped the bitch on
s my ethics, eastern philosophy's my method Good Samaritans need paremedics, so what's your premise I hope you fuckin' with Glocks and fo' fifths Wrath's
surgeon, even he says it's too late It's not your lungs this time, it's your heart that holds your fate Don't give me my money, honey, I don't want
you know what's on my mind (x4) I told them recognize , Smith and Wesson. Now I got her in my bedroom busting Nigga that's disgusting, that's disgusting Nigga that's disgusting, that's
use to think we retarded And slow as hell but well well Look now we regarded as the nigg's I fuck with non-rappin nigg's, non-clappin nigg's Nigg's is
and just a fewer have fell And every other day, mommy Call me just to ask me if I'm copin' with the fame But every other night I'm spillin' vodka on
sodomy Probably an oddesey, started back on robbery Was the degree of the economy that do the sovereignty Regarded as a prodigy, leery in sociology Let the wallabees always conceal my gynecology Rhymin' pathologically, that's
on, come on, come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on It ain't nothin' like Come on, come on, come on, come on,
deliver it lady My flow is limited, pray me some craze, whispering "Stay on ya toes villains, it's Grae and your day's whittling!" (hey) Blistering lines
The city's in an uproar over the hustler I got it on lock like up north but much more These rap niggas sayin' that they rollin' on them wheels But the
] If you think it's time to change, nigga, show me Obviously you don't know me, it's time that you learned Niggaz that try to hold me on my grind, they
I'll see all that I need Death on a pale steed Heads on a steel blade Treads on a shallow grave Ball on a hollow acrylic frame The future flashes redundancy
club, backstage at the show The best crib, the best clothes Hottest whips on the road, neck and wrists on froze Checks with O's o o o o oh's Straight