girls look like Halle Berry to me So excuse me miss, I forgot your name Thank you, God bless you, good night I came.. I came... I came.. [Chorus] It'
I know I act a fool, but I promise you I'm going back to school I appreciate what you allowed for me, and I, I just want you to be proud of me (hey Mama
car flipped I'm not gonna lie to ya, cause I don't lie I just kick thick game, some people say: why? Cause I'm back on the block, I got my life back So
out And can you take it, guess where I lunge out When you step into the linen get the lines punched out I must be fair, can't eat with a closed mouth Can
opinion I just state the facts No matter what I do, or what I did with Him I stay intact Too legit was not my style I preferred to buck and wild And I
what's with the bad comments and all the drama for I can produce a picture Stop with the truths that hit ya I'm at the top but I can be poppin' and shootin
keep on livin' I don't need no more opinion This is my time, I was given, and I wish people would just listen Cuase I feel like Michael Jackson and just
and I can't slow down Only got a gallon in the gas tank But I'm almost at the finish line, so I can't stop now I don't really know where I'm headed,
I got my own style I got my own steps I got my own style I got my own steps I got my own style I got my own steps I got my own style I can get this party
it off, lines is visible. I battle, I challenge, I rhyme my syllables. Sound like Bone, that's dispicable. I'll put you in I.C.U. I see you is not original
but love I'm them leather shits, you the Michael Jackson glove (SP) I'm in the hood cause I'm dedicated If I was you I woulda never made it I'm Holiday
a towel I said I.O.U like I'm tryna find a vow And I'm a rock more ? Champagne by the cases, I don't grab the bottle Drinks that I can't swallow Then
over with I'll run a boxcutter 'cross your face I got niggaz here, I got niggaz there Ready to get down if I make the call I don't give a fuck if your
I can't slow down Only got a gallon in the gas tank But I'm almost at the finish line, so I can't stop now I don't really know where I'm headed Just
, I was feelin' real good so the feelin' was right I came to the party for a different kinda action, The next thing I know I was doin' a Michael Jackson, I
I'm a Rock 'em Sock 'em robot kid, I drop bombs I'm rugged and deadly, so I shit on the petty I baseball bat a bastard, I'm bad news I'm crazy and clever
you playing with You a artist from the street, I'll give you the blood to paint it with So yeah I'm positive, I'm positive I'm the best Spit bullets
so don't you dare laugh It's just what comes to pass when you sell your ass Life is more than what your hands can grasp Good Night! (kids talking) Knock