like OH GOD, MY GOODNESS, I'ma tell em bout you, Tell em bout we, Well let's tell em on two, Tell em on three, Let's show em what it do, Show em what
toolkits And with this knowledge, start to get your bandwidth The architecture of science and I can chase the planet I got the fresh force I hopped and
and the third I am no longer scared now, I'm free as a bird Then I turn and cross over the medium curve Hit the burbs and run and see it's a blur, this
in a fags asshole now let's take that line run it up it up the flagpole with elton see it he's cool with it don't stand there and look stupid at me bitch
when we do how we do it and we come through, g-unit d one two (D12) and Obie we all move like assasins, ski masks and gloves consider this as a warning
still twitch on days; these ho's and animals ?'s get merked don't ever let a nigga tell you slugs don't hurt don't ever let a nigga tell you 'play the
m gonna stand here as a man and let some queer ass funny looking nigga get the upper hand I got issues, got no time, got guns that mourn nigga's moms shoot up clubs and
still twitch off Jay-Z Hoes and animals skirts get murked Don't ever let a nigga tell you slugs don't hurt Don't ever let a nigga tell you to play the
all, and one day hope to find out what inspires yall, 'cause im still mad askin why it happens at all, some say that god takes them and they lean on
, huh, reminisce, nigga Word up, nice sunny day, rainy day Preferable for you and yours, let's blow, yo Who would've thought I would of made it, y'all? Ten years later, still
share of ups and downs You live and learn, this world keeps on turning round Sometimes those rainy days seem like they last forever Wish I could turn the page and move on (And move
And kept you out of the way so you would stay in the blind But then you woke up and realized he was takin' your shine And you're mad at the whole world and
mostly known for givin' other niggaz lumps So niggaz better chill and maintain I'm blowin' motherfuckers out the frame And if a nigga try to flex Fuck around and
lost it I move from the blood marked turf where the heart hurts and merk to the heavily refined hills where the God lurks everyday I'm countin' Son, my thoughts can move
, bounty on the poster Wild in the West, a student of my culture And life is the test, hold up Let a nigga catch his breath, we still payin dues And the
's lying on the stand, fish frying in the pan She a Queen like Liz the third, wicked curves On her word, stay still, rocking linens and furs While she
same way you feelin', let it be known What the blood clot you niggaz dealin', you crash dummies Cash rules, still don't nuttin' move but the money Aiyyo
yet and still i was alone i kept my faith in GOD; even in my younger days i gave my life to CHRIST; got down on my knees and prayed and GOD answered our