"We're dying on the inside." Right on time here's the other shoe. Clouds overhead start to loom. Some born to win others fated to lose. From options offered
"We're dying on the inside." Right on time here's the other shoe. Clouds overhead start to loom. Some born to win others fated to lose. From options
flip the script, and rip your lawyer Spit at the D.A. cause fuck what she say She don't give a fuck about your ass anyway Up North found first stop Watertown
club, ready to get 'em up They don't even bring 'em my way, they know it's a fuckin' hustle Im strapped up like seat buckles, Im backed up by these muscles
Burning me inside wishing you were dead Easy to see your life is only for the taking You were doing what you did my heart was breaking It broke, you fucked up
Trey Songz] Aye Mother fuck the world, my mother fucked my daddy Then my mother fuckin had me, now I'm popping like some acne Mother fuck my daddy, guess
and endin' up datin sluts So my facial expression stay stuck up, and shut the fuck up! To the pity ass rappers, that ain't shit with out make-up, wake up
is it D) It's 1998 yo and you still can't fuck with me You don't be fuckin' with the blue eye Fuckin' with my 2-5 up your fuckin' ass like my shoe size
Blowin' holes out they shoes, jump out the sandals Death wish, blow out the candles I got an uzi wit' no grip or no fuckin' handles Just a barrel, Shoe straight like a fuckin
You do what we say and we'll do what we want to We're fuckin up your city and we're fuckin up your progam Fuckin all your bitches we don't fuckin give
others as you'd have 'em do unto you But you better be careful of who you're doin' it to Cuz you never know when the shoe Could end up on the other foot
passing out With little bikini tops they got they asses hanging out Say my shoe game nuts, so I call 'em cashews Every other say [?] they Nicki tattoos
much but I fucked up, I know I fucked up, I admit I fucked up but everybody fuck up, now this other nigga lucked up Tellin' me and my clique don't give a fuck
Bitch If Ya Didn't Know If You Wasn't Informed Or Somethin Like That This Is Da Drought 3 And Um, Check This Out Yeah Imagine Waking Up Out Ya
On and I'm gone get fed up one day Put lead up in the K Come and hit up where ya stay so Baby momma betta get up out the way Cause the bullet got no heart
