just want an overview And although I know Will has weakened A temporary step down To refuel This forced hour Brings delicate decisions With unsound intuition This
, the cops ain't gonna stop a nigga (yeah) Let's get this money man, them hos come with the paper I'm done to go wherever this game takes us Look homey
on the runway, Sunday in Paris, London on Monday Back to L.A. This ain't rap, this is real, I could trick a half a mill' In three hours ma the streets
of inhaling, the gushing of my spoonge This has been my final hour, violating this stupid whore This magnitude of vindication, ripping her twat and it's anticipation Hours
is the tag in the bathroom stall, check it This language is so captivating When we lose a rap nigga, the news is devastating Whether to the prison or grave, you know this
and never forfeit the day you have to go to war With forces that are armed upon the seven continental borders A mental fortress is essentials to absorb this
keep a jet on the runway, Sunday in Paris, London on Monday Back to L.A. This ain't rap, this is real, I could trick a half a mill' In three hours ma
mended To this day they show no remorse Their idea of parental guidance, would be to always use force What makes this tale all the more gory Is that this
baby. I'll forward this to your friends and family. Maybe I should reconsider this diagnosis, Lets think things out before we conclude. Commonly a virtuoso at these procedures, But this
nigga, the cops ain't gonna stop a nigga (yeah) Let's get this money man, them hos come with the paper I'm done to go wherever this game takes us Look
A fat lady soprano, loads my ammo Hear my jam with a funky piano Easy on the wall but hard on the panel A fool smokes Kools 'cause he chokes on Camels
keep a jet on the runway, Sunday in Paris London on Monday, back to L.A. This aint rap, this is real, I could trip and have a meal In three hours ma
To This Day They Show No Remorse Their Idea Of Parental Guidence Would Be To Always Use Force What Makes This Tale All The More Gory Is That This Song
back and never forfeit the day you have to go to war With forces that are armed upon the seven continental borders A mental fortress is essentials to absorb this
words of wonder over all standin tall and the suckers fall under Posessed with power, cowards will cower Ducks we devour hour hour after hour Three man
