take it there and it's so sad Thinkin he packin a pair of the gonads What you got a little beef with me? Well I got a big fat meat loaf for yo ass Bow
the fifty-slug No love, leave ya layin down lookin at the stars above ('cause what) 'cause everything fade to black, like a scene change, ain't it strange
little shaky now Niggaz happy, his little brother's laughin', his mother hates me now Though it hurts some days This is the game we chose to play Not everything
and all the good lookers seem to be Russian hookers from Key West to London town. With the price of oil, war of the spoils. Here's your bucket for the big
Guiness Stout Fishing for a line inside my brain And looking out at the world through my window pane Every day has many colors 'cause the glass is stained Everything has changed
All the times we had together And as our lives change, come whatever We will still be friends forever So if we get the big jobs and we make the big
Hopin everything will go right, with the snow white and in number spots that flow all night Up to this day it was all tight Man, FUCK THAT! You my little
nobody 'til everybody in this town Thinks you're a bastard Nobody in this town Nobody in this crowd Nobody in this town Nobody in this crowd Nobody in this town
if I listen real hard And I wish, I wish it was a small world Because I'm lonely for the big towns I'd like to hear a little guitar I guess it's time
own world What makes them think that I have changed, yeah A little dough cannot erase my problems Me like you I have to try and solve them Yes, everything
fine in weather Fam's wipin' they tongues a little Mag run for the street, or for the block Brand new cribs still dissin' the pot Some bums take change
to cage either one in change for change both of us with glass between us bittering and banging, singing in sanging spinnin and hangin out yingin and yangin whats the big
, and the skull of my great grandfather, whom I never knew. And so on this line unto the alpha and omega point at infinity. With my eye - this fire, this fly, that sees everything
Just cause we got money dog Never say how it get done They'll little deal or somethin' but that ain't nothin' We just get it did Spend a little change
(Shop) got the (Candy) sex I'm a (Hot Boy) on beats like Mannie Fresh Her lips real big, hips real big Tits real big, everything's real big I'm rich
freight train if I listen real hard And I wish it was a small world Because I'm lonely for the big towns I'd like to hear a little guitar I think it'