you can hurt me I'd love you to try And if you can find me And if you can see me And if you can show me I'd live you to try You're fucking wrong Its
Check it out, out, out, check it out Check it out, check it out, check it out Check it out, out, out Hands up, coming with rhythms to make your head jerk
special girl. And like a fool i pushed her out my world. I never thought i would be here. Standing here in misery. Shoulda brushed off all my dirty work. Got bobby lookin like a jerk
and I will survive Oh I'm a bad Don't know wrong from right I'm a bad kid and this is my life One of the bad kids Don't know wrong from right Don
god forgot See you soon in hell You ask if I detest myself Sometimes, yes I do I try so hard to love myself but mostly I hate you A zombie jerk without
'? Give 'em a pound of whatever it is, you know but you always gotta act like ain't ____ wrong. You know, when there might be twenty-million things wrong
out the game Stick to the drug game And the drug game is even worse Because if someone jerks you You can shoot em and kill me But in this game if someone jerks
've ever spoken They're walking out the door and I wave goodbye As soon as their gone I start to cry Put my faith in the wrong guy its over over I Give
you were street rap Get the greater rate with these rhymes i be totin' Let's go back online and jerk off on your modem I got stupid mucus from these
were shrink rap (can I get a rhyme?) Desecrate a crate with these rhymes I be totin Let's go back online and jerk off on your modem I got stupid mucus
: Chicka-pow! Don't shoot me down Oh no! How low can you go Driving fast to get to work Queen is there just being a jerk Running her mouth a million
: Hands up Coming with rhythms to make your head jerk Hands up We makin' the whole joint short circuit Hands high Touch the sky Get 'em up Get 'em up
: Your gonna miss me miss me when I'm gone Your gonna miss me miss me when I'm gone Can't you see there's something wrong Gonna miss me miss me when
AIYA I can't help playin' this [Toestah:] Well thanks for explainin' it Sounds like nonsense but I'm entertainin' it [Jin:] It's all good understood not a thing is wrong
these verses like the ones you hear at church boy search boy, talkin about your dough and punk like lurch boy Every time I heard you rhymin like a fucking jerk
