: Argument then war Even the score Retaliate, revenge The will to win Man can't be wrong Man can never get along Man wants to fight Man wants to be right
eight months, son Checked my pockets, but I knew I had none They took away my license They said I can't drive Said that I should thank them I'm "lucky
: Horrible plans of hate they're tending The evil minds with plans predicting Bitter vibes of hate they're sending Broken heart and mind is mending Deflective
: I look at you, then look at me There is no difference I can see
this car So I can fly off and live among the stars I'm gonna bail out before it's too late Get the fuck out, I'll dwell in space I'll travel around at
till I retire And while I could be out bar hopping Meat market, rocker-chick shopping Out there, chasing my dick In it's never-ending search for chicks But, I'd
one-way ticket, but I couldn't brag I was seeing green, seeing red With an aching, throbbing, emptiness in my head Trying to breathe, I fought for air I
" Always said "Do it you gon' make it" And I made It I wish you were here to see It's all gravy, I know you want me to let that be Man I hate it I know
I'm rollin with the crowbar clear Still wearin my favorite suit like I was asshole naked Now fake it till you make it or take it nigga [Hook] [D.B.A
dry out The boys have found out It's the end of the line But it's martini time So you head for the bar..r...r..r..r..r Oh where am I now
it again Shit, 'Pac still doin it, you hoes can't ruin it Two million everytime he drop I know you fuckers losin it We movin in - for the kill, for a
Just 'cause a nigga come in he got style Don't think I won't flip it Don't pull your file But I got enough bullshit to deal with I'm rollin' with the
being straight with me Oh is it... [3rd Storee] Is it him or is it me Tell me what's it gonna be Think it's time you deal straight up Get real, it's
UNIT Shit, I done started my own gang I don't go that funny dance I don't throw gang signs But I'm a gangsta to the core so I stay with a nine Think all
? [50 Cent] R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal If my record don't sell I'ma rob and
no class I know what i'm saying I'm a real deal badassed white trash I've done my praying We'd better fix now the business straight You know what i'm saying I
it's pulling without You wouldn't believe how we wil' shit out! Burn it til it's burned out Turn it til it's turned out Actin' up from north, west, east
girl it's pullin without. You wouldn't believe how we wow shit out. Burn it till it's burned out. Turn it till it's turned out. Act up from north, west