morge with a tag on yo toe Believe this fuck with me I aint gone let it go I'm a preach this up until the moment i'm on momo I follow my first rhyme cuz
: repeat 2X I be thugging and it aint no secret I run game so when it rains on me I can peep it I represent to the fullest what you bout I'm bout Freedom or jail I
a Worldwide I'm high til' I die, think I'm fake nigga try I'm off of Texas cheddar wit U.G.K. smokin' fry Them Lite Riders, you run up, I told'ja I let
U.P.T. I creep, and get bent with VL Street I' slang heat, any day, noise I bring Feel I can't be bat any day, I'm a Hot Boy, I let 'em hang Far as they
Now as I re-enter this scent and get into you These three dots, I plot and spot, then I shoot I keep a chopper under the medium Hilfiger I throw back
top, nigga you cant even duck Baby Gangsta, heart stopper, car stopper I tote this chopper, I'm quick to stop ya You heard that I'll drop ya I'm runnin
come around here I'm a country nigga, don't take me for no bammer When I say I use my hammer I ain't talkin 'bout no hammer Smoke lye, E.K. me off please
like me the bitch must dont like men (like men) I say what I want coz I can If I didnt id be a liar Mommy im on fire Come ride with a rider The crowd
damn now I'm a grown man, I follow no man ni**a got my own plan, and it's called Killuminati [Chorus (w/ minor variations)] [E.D.I. Amin] I spend most
die, Before I fry I hit the weed so I be forever high My eyes has seen so much in misery, So before I flee I open fire let the lord pick the first to
casualties on one side I ride Turn it up on you niggas after Jake ride by I click-clack thats that I don't flash, I mash I wave the Uzi at 'em, I make
be a victim or you can lock and load The party jump, with shorty bouncin' that ass I won't fuck, gimme a second, I'ma holla, I'ma see whats up I got my
nigga I got K-Mart and I ain't change [Verse] And you should love it, way more then you hate it Nigga you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it
of milk But I got some chips and dip baby! Kool-aid to sip baby! I'ma leave da club at a quota till 4 And all i wanna see when i hit da door These
beats I'm untamed, I need a leash I'm insane, I need a shrink I love brain, I need a leech Why complain on easy streets? I don't even talk, I let the
: (K'naan) Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh. [x2] Give me freedom, give me fire, give me reason, take me higher. See the champions, take
a gun - should I buck 'em on down? Or should I kill 'em when I put the instrumental on? Why they wanna sound like Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish and Flesh? I
I'll be grippin to the scripture picture Little Ripsta can I get critical And I'm seldom seen in the henessey when I ride up on my enemies Zero one
