is dape, 21 honey It ain't about the cred and it ain't about the money Where you at and where you been and where you from, from, from me It just don'
from all the acusations And the laughin False facts, and lies of the world outside I'm a' just sit here and count flies One Two Three, four, five That one died And
old and gray and our hearts and minds both go their seperate ways And I hope you have something to say Before that day Besides the same old I don't know, and
to flow I want wings, don't you know? Yeah, kids, I know all about it I'm gunna get my wings one day Don't you doubt it I don't want a car or diamond
wrong number, this is Little T. (You mean Shaniqua's brother?) Man, can't you just leave me alone, this ain't shaniqua's house this ain't her phone. and don't
heard me say it first And we can recycle it And if you can't afford my CD buy the bootleg and learn the words And come see us cause me and Flex 'gon be
heard me? Don't make me go and get the Gat out the stash Ya heard me? I'll come back and pop one in your ass Ya heard me? Don't play wit the money, no
everyone in Halifax Joe One, Jolly Green, Flex Man, my man J Brew Can't forget Ground Squad, Spec K, ha J Bizzy My little broter Mike B, M2R Entertainment ?, Mr. Casper, TKO and
you just can't sell From Central, up to King St Window washers hustle all the cars, The bus driver just looks and laughs I pass pools and parks and pass
club Tom Rich and Mike Shafer used to give me rides And buy me groceries when I didn't have no paper And Im grateful for this Sometimes I look back and
and I'm falling I'm falling my heart rapid rushes death before my eyes oh why did I trust this my reactions are repeated over and over and over
nigga Y'all little faggot ass niggas, you always gotta fuckin' comment Y'all like little bitches I'ma pull your skirt up, fo' sho You ain't got enough
style fuck Cristal and Moet I drink Evian water while my thoughts get published "What you gonna do when you grow up, and have to face responsibility?" "Little
One, one, two Check me out, right here, yo Yo, the sun don't shine forever (You can turn the track up a little bit for me) But as long as it's here then
heard me? don't make me go and get the gat out the stash ya heard me? i'll come back and pop one in your ass ya heard me? don't play wit the money, no
a cap Guns don't kill people, it's just rap One, two, yo, face my shoe My name's Mike Balls and I'm coming through Guns crimes, stabbin' and burgalarization
they desired Last one hired and first one fired Fixed in the mix, and I couldn't stand still So I win a war, but it wasn't my will [ Mike G ] Girlfriend
could be the 8th Wonder of the world And the 9th is on the track bitch I don't track until I go hoarse Hear my voice and they pray that they never hear
