full of embrace, back to the crown, back stab lies hypocrites that paralyze forthcoming events. It?s gonna blow your mind. Get up off your hands get on your feet
ah- uh) So I don?t got a care as the DJ brings the beat down (now bring it back) (uh- ah- uh) I bet I?ll make you lose your feet (uh- ah- uh) Slow motion
(Spoken:) Talk to me boy Look I wanna have a word wit you (Sung:) Why'd ya decide to cheat ya came sinking under ma feet and it aint fair I thought you
six packs of millanips pink champel, Valentine L Bally's on my feet help me balance out well that and the sh-t I used to balance on the scale I got it
Do you ever look around turn your ear to the ground show your face to the sky on a night when the skies echoe sounds from inside of your mind on the stage
is, the way she talks When she's spoken too down to me The change has come, she's under my thumb So, goodbye ruby Tuesday Who could hang a name on you
-down, getcha, think he just rappin', but I'm down to scope 'em out with ya. Playas get your checks from your ladies, get high, then your ladies sneak your
nigga Motherfuck rappin' how bout fuckin' with me now nigga Niggas get your checks from your broads get high Then your broads sneak your keys from your
ya (All for ya) Freely spoken thugs in motion Can you feelin' my magic? Lettin' ya have it Comin' with the automatic weapon status All of my thugs is here for your
about to Pop in the deck for you niggaz Turn up your radios You're down and out, money funny, you hustle and die On the verge of pawnin' your jewelry and sellin' your
way and there's no how I'd ever stop now, I'mma die tryin', I'mma die tryin' And sometimes I get weak from walking the road I'm on But I'mma keep on,
it ain't to these, infected disease Thought of automatons deceived, by the deceptions indeed Who mechanically breed at methodical speeds Distorting your genes, aborting your
"Get your hair cut in Heaven?" "And if your eye got poked out in this life Would it be waiting up in Heaven with your wife?" God shuffled his feet And
s is makin more of a profit on Super Sized I spit the truth inside niggaz wrote the fake shit These niggaz practicin' snitchin' y'all on some jake shit Millz spoke on
tryna keep you afloat just to see what you gone do next.. that might be your some kinda.. keep on with your some kinda musiq, your some kinda art, your
sun, In my intersection, the guard has spoken (Uh) Sword stroken, If you think you ready for a fair one, pay your token, On my soul train, control your
's on the real No matter where I am I'll always be the real deal Nike Air bubbles on my feet, looking fresh Got my brand new garms on, dress to impress
t limit your image Get lucky bump at home at your cribbage C'mon get a move on/Get your groove on This aint the right song/To leave no pants on Hit em