. A-a-a-ah, a-ah, a-ah! I know this'd better be good! Oh, whoa... Some years (I)/[can] [make] (a lesson)/(a lesson,) my number one. All's good: that
a wipeout in retail interchart movement. Although no one knows the exact cause of the new album; resources tell me a number of less fortunate rappers
a child had me scared, but left me prepared for a while Is there another route? For a crooked Outlaw Veteran, a villian, a young thug, who one day shall
ha ha, that's alright) First off, fuck your bitch And the click you claim West side when we ride Come equipped with game You claim to be a playa But,
places to go man, ya know Shady aftermath, we fittin' start printin' money, ha ha ha Putting our faces on these motherfuckin' bills, shit, ha ha ha ha
get a free lift to the cemetary, rough very Not your ordinary, we watch you get buried That's a real nigga for ya Get mad do a quarter flip the script
rhyme Can a mouse write this? Does he have long furry ears like this? (Oh brotha!) Can he make hits like this? (ha-ha-ha-ha) No, it's like Jordan at the
a fact, Spillin' your drink, steppin' on toes, A pussy cat doll you're not, NO! Nobodys perfect, now look at my lips But you need some lessons in shaking
released Into the wind, again again and deuces I must throw ya peace [Kanye West:] You know what, yo? You a bitch! You should have a travel agent cause you a
1: Classified] Uh, yeah, a lot of people be hittin me up Tryin to get into the game and mixin it up Like, I got a name and I'm livin it up Don't think
on a plane, I'm a nervous wreck (whoaaaa) Back to my childhood, remember Big Wheels? When I was a young boy, toys were a big deal (whoaaaa) (ha) We cruised
it, one more loonie, am I losin it? [Verse 2: D-Sisive] A new record penned, another one spins One mixed in as the other one ends I wonderin if the one
depression will fold It's a battle and ya gotta choose your weapon to hold (ha) I figured that we've learned from the lessons of old It ain't over 'til
care less I wish you all the best [Chorus] [Outro] Sendin this out for everyone in Halifax Joe One, Jolly Green, Flex Man, my man J Brew Can't forget Ground Squad, Spec K, ha
muh'fuckers think I'm gon' play with 'em Oh I ain't gon' play wit'cha - I ain't gon play wit'cha man! Ha ha ha.. I need y'all to sing children Sing, I
can't cash. Hah, You know how this ain't a neighborhood right? Don't let your mouth write a check your ass can't cash Ha ha ha. If the moneys on the
time I'll tell you I'm a [Chorus:] A little bit, a little bit A little bit in love with you I guess that I'm a little bit, a little bit, a little