you in his arms I want you back Yes I do now I want you back Ooh ooh baby I want you back Ya ya ya ya I want you back Na na na na Tryin' to live without
rap career? So you don't want it, don't start none We're fuckin' Radical, been fuckin' awesome Talked a lotta shit so for words you're at a loss Raised
I own you wish you had Every time I do good it makes you mad You're not a friend to me, just an enemy A sucker that rhymes, a wanna be [Marquis] You
no losses man Way down, way down [Verse 1: Layzie Bone] I'm taking a swig of the burb word Downin' my fifth and I swerve Drunk as I bend on the curb
a word when you served, You heard it when i clacked that gat back, Runnin with gats and bats, So nigga dont test RIP, Cuz youll get a peeled cap, Pap
a game, game Try to guess the word that I'm a use, I'll explain, lain I'm end up each and every line just the same, same You fill in the blank before I
: I've been kicked I've been told I'm a total discrace I've been shoved I've been pushed I've been slapped in the face. I've had drinks thrown my way
back and its not how I behaved I want to say that underneath it all you are my friend And the way that I fell for you I'll never fall that way again
thought I was anyway I'm a void with empty promises that backs out late Never said I'd change, taking back the words that we spoke Like a fuel tank running
: (Hi, may I take your order?) Dwamn! Hey, that's all I'm a say right now I'm at a loss for words, girl, you, girl, gon' take that bow You lookin...
yours for you to keep Wishful: I guess I never was And I will breathe in, take in it deep Cross your heart, it's yours for you to keep Wishful: I guess
up/ All my thugs, I salute you, stay true/ An all my love, I send to you/ This one here's for you, and you/ We still love you so you know it's all good
no shorts, no losses, man Way down, way down I'm taking a swig of the 'burb word Downing my fifth and I swerve Drunk as I bend on the curb Get up to
when I'm learnin' about how stress you fell in a article Forget a rhyme I'm just as real when I talk to you And you know that we share Kodak moments I
that we crossed in time, Seemed the only way. Not for nothing was his only crime, A final price to pay. Black days, loss for words, When there's so much
and happen machine. Boss of all bosses, you cut your losses, Catch what you're tossin', I'm fuckin' awesome! My luck, I'll profit.. Of course I'm on
hands up and I'll copy you I said, "Put your hands up and I'll copy you" Put your hands up and I'll copy you If you've got a dream and a lot to do Put
a bitch, I heard somebody think Rap is dead cause people runnin out of shit to say So ridiculous and so absurd I was almost at a loss for words, then I
