in the dark see they hearts' full of homicide My mama cried when they took me off to jail only me inside the cell Straight locked up in this hell I hear
flow! Smilin', hatin' but you'll see me on the low! (low) In the game with the number one! Straight from the Cleveland slums. Straight off the block,
so I dive off the cliff. Hear the little kids scream; they don't know I got wings. 'Til I sprinkle them with the dreams, and I hit 'em with the gift.
give a fuck} (What the fuck you looking at man?) {I need like five sales in a row, man Y'all niggaz fall back} (What the hell my niggaz at, man, straight
Cause if you don't like them you must like men And homeboy that's where our serious problems begin Because to me women are God's true gift There's absolutely
' get me this broad I don't know what it is, but shawty fine as hell Slum-type that I like, straight from A-T-L Shawty yeah! Chorus (to fade)
concrete killers and snakes I was amongst that Bundles of crack through this funnel that's black I want you to vision through my telescope see the hell
us No more picket fences, no more green grass No more children playing outside, no more mom and dad Things are different No more birthday gifts and
Come on wit it (HAA!) You industry punks I hope you fakes die Cuase most of rappers have a queer eye for the straight guy Was that shit loud enough to
, I don't care. Nobody gives a fuck about you in this cold world full of hate. I guess I'll meet you at the black gates, cause I'm already in Hell in
but listen in. I got a different story to tell. When life won't let you grab it, because your bad habits have turned everything to Hell, don't come cryin
Oh dang. [Justin Timberlake:] What is it dawg? [Andy Samberg:] I forgot it's Mothers Day. [Justin Timberlake:] Didn't get a gift for her. [Andy Samberg
cheer Smell the sky, hella pies and cakes gettin' baked To be ate after everything gone off your plate But wait, not tonight it's straight beans and rice
get me this broad I don't know what it is, but shawty fine as hell Slum-type that I like, straight from a-t-l Shawty yeah! Chorus (to fade)
so bluff it sling' teshies cause it's more than twenty duckets struck it kind of rich now his pockets lookin' straight slam the deese on tha benzo pancake by tha gate moms lookin' straight
if you don't like them you must like men And homeboy that's where our serious problems begin Because to me women are God's true gift There's absolutely
in the hood ain't fly Light-skinned or dark, they're ninety percent marks Straight vics and they got money to give Then without 'em tell, me how the hell
Andy Samberg: Oh dang. Justin Timberlake: What is it dawg? Andy Samberg: I forgot it's Mothers Day. Justin Timberlake: Didn't get a gift for her. Andy
