your idea realistic? This point of view is egotistic Has the world become so small It shits and bleeds and moves just on you And the rain's falling down just on you
of Van Damme's fist in a damn cannon so Fans catch us on Animal Planet, tracking hoes And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa My dick
All I need is a ride and a tow" He said "Boy, you're in my truck You better watch what you say" I said, "Yeah, do my ideas make your mad? Well now you
: (You choose your own path or you'll have it chosen for you) (Welcome to today!) Get 'em up! (Get 'em up!) [x8] [alarm ringing] Ahhh, shit, is it
Jah will feed us." [Chorus Repeats] [Verse 3] So boom! Animal you never know from you born Places you only see when travel channel tun on Our means
it flood, now you gon' need a boat [Birdman:] Fresh to death on 'em We throwin' money on 'em Stay fly, 25s when we ride on 'em Alligator suede, custom
his cornea; he just saw ya run. All ya want is to rest, cause you can't run anymore your done, All he wants is to kill you in front of an audience, While
download her audio on MP3 and show the whole world how you gave Eminem VD I'm sick of you little girl and boy groups All you do is annoy me so I have
who cooks and cleans It just means so much more to so much more People when you rapping and you know what for The show must go on, so I'd like to welcome
to have a thing like you, on my team, you take care [Chorus: Vaughn Anthony & Estelle] Any other day, I would of just let you, pass me by Cuz I see
let him see you I'm like "probably if you clean up, and read a little" You make people eyes glow You got the weather channel bugging and you stubborn
off? Got you in your room rippin every "Chronic" poster on your wall off Just cause I put away the sawed off Now I got you sittin back with a smirk; listenin
me juggle, watch me dance In 3-D watch me enhance Watch me crawl out from the screen And squeeze your neck until you're green Die! You're gonna die...
All you need to do is try and ask yourself why? It might be you next layin in that box to rest You took a breath and you knew you breathed your last breath
li-bor Travel north on a saddled horse, on a battle course Rap in codes, tap in morse, Lo never lack the force You need to practice more, you ain't in
Maybe the words get disrespectful now your niggaz check you You 'gon let that nigga play you, you know we 'gon rep you Next mornin every news channel
family no more, we used to play ball eggs after school, eat gritz cause we were poor grab the plyers for the channel, fix the hanger on the T.V. rockin
you'll be ripped on You fell off and it's my lyric sheet you just slipped on Get gone, spit on mic's made in Hong Kong Rock on, sing songs mightier than
