what I'm gonna do without your genre acceptance. Then it came to me: You gotta turn your back and abandon it. I'm taking aim at you; as a focus and
Translation: Against Me!. Take Aim.
what I'm gonna do without your genre acceptance. Then it came to me: You gotta turn your back and abandon it. I'm taking aim at you; as a focus and recipient
about what I'm gonna do without your genre acceptance. Then it came to me: You gotta turn your back and abandon it. I'm taking aim at you; as a focus
life, we live the bonne, bonne vie Hotter than the book, while we watch the TV Think you got us fooled, ooh never again First time, shame on me, second
knob when I aim I don't miss Aim it to suckers that come around jockin On my tip when on the radio my recors be rockin Don't come frontin askin me for
If they dare, you stare when they next to me I'ma threat to whoever sweat my style Hard gangsta aim to represent till death Reality, you battle me you
spiritually you never get rid of me i am the epitome if this is what u did to me nothins what u did for me, nothins what u give to me, i take whatever
Who you know fresher than Hov'? Riddle me that The rest of y'all know where I'm lyrically at Can't none of y'all mirror me back Yeah hearin' me rap
take advantage of me... ('Cuz...) She got that bomb shit... I'm talkin' atomic... My playa days are demolished... She dun took me out tha game... Now
you know fresher than Hov'? Riddle me that The rest of y'all know where I'm lyrically at Can't none of y'all mirror me back Yeah hearin' me rap is like
losing all against the hour. And assessing points to nowhere, leading ev'ry single one. A dewdrop can exalt us like the music of the sun, And take away
test us, jump off in the Lexus with KB We gonna take a little journey around the world And see what we see, any y'all niggas comin' with me? So, come on Let me
ship's away. So win again, and again, that'll help me (?). Can I get a witness who thought of me within. I don't trust no hoe not even one I had before
had to have me, want to follow fools through alleys, 'cause ready to lose and daddy who raised me like Layzie, Krayzie, probably St. Clair babies, so hate me
make it up out this godforsaken place that we've been all faced with We take our chances but they all wasted And once again you see me (marching, mobbing
Its on and once again I come to you wit rough shit Game to bust shit when mutha fuckers wanna fuck wit The mastermind will bring it once I seen it in
