way too much Gotta job, I got dough, what I need wit a hoe? I wanna girlfriend, a real woman who knows how to please me She makes it so easy At the end
blue steel Pointed at your temple with the intent to kill And end your existence, M E T, ain't no use for resistance, H O D I bees the ultimate rush
me I need you more every day, more than words can say I want you in the life and for all of my life This night will never end You take my hand and I
the shottie Hit em niggas with the busy for being in a busy body They talk too much Seis comes true in the clutch Move with the rush and I hold who you
Grew up in a small town And when the rain would fall down I'd just stare out my window Dreaming of what could be And if I'd end up happy I would pray
, Sharon and Karen Went straight for the panties, but they wasn't wearin 'em Don't ask me who I fucked first, it ain't my fault In the end, I still got
alone, but I'm macking I finally got a chance to grab my pen And make another rhyme so I can make more ends It's a rush production, not the beat I rushed
I'm macking Hit it! I finally got The chance to grab my pen And make another rhyme so I can make more ends It's a Rushed production, not the beat I rushed
and I know you are Wanna take a little ride in my new car I see you more than baby, it's more like hell You screw a little girl and end up in jail Even
, when I expectin some sort of drive-by, type retaliation, under styles I lace, MOBBulation, lets begin breakin down the situation, when, the end
which you strive To have more than the other guy The quest for the truth, the quest for the gold We end up all the same, the common lie The righteous cry we end
, nai Just because you got one tune on the screen Why you goin' round west with shades on your face Fake chain on your neck posin' to be seen, you should get rush
?m not like any other weird person I crock it If she don?t stop it, I?m off like a rocket I know what?s what I know what I?m worth From music I bought to the end
crap I'm pullin heads off sharp and smack em off francs The best in these days I smoke on these tracks Gonna mash your plan for holdin me back Jump up rush
every night You say it's gonna stop but it.. just.. slows.. down And then speeds back to a regular pace, there is no end to this Mystery, whatever
alone at last with a touch I see you grasping to trust, but my intentions are good The seed is passing in dust I'm not asking to rush and answer immediately
you much) I miss you much, baby (Boy, oh, I miss you much) I really miss you much (M I S S you much) I'm rushing home Just as soon as I can I'm rushing