I got a question fo' you hatin' ass niggaz out there, ay Why you mad at me, ay Oh, lame ass nigga, why you mad at me Sucka ass nigga, why you mad at me
I. Talking] I got a question fo you hatin ass niggaz out there,Ay Why you mad at me,Ay Oh lame ass nigga why you mad at me Sucka ass nigga why you mad
.I. Talking] I got a question fo you hatin ass niggaz out there,Ay Why you mad at me,Ay Oh lame ass nigga why you mad at me Sucka ass nigga why you mad
me She used to threaten she had a man to replace me She talked that shit, I just hit the escape key And then she?d get mad and want to go and erase me
: SV Urban Organic, Mic mechanic Super-human MC powers help me fly around the planet. Touch the Microphone device, whole countries get flattened
heard Jesus bells, strings and a choir I got lines better than n-ggas albums, plural King of the urban make your sh-t sound rural She said I hit it so
my journal Journal, urban journal (Lord) [Chorus] [Killah Priest] Dear heavenly Father The reason why I stand at your gates holdin two revolvers Cuz down on earth I had mad
instructions before leaving earth [Verse One:] Knowledge this wisdom, this goes back when I was twelve I loved doing right but I was trapped in hell Had mad
2 Say My Name Girl Im Just Glad You Came . So U Can Say O In The Morning And Night,Ya Thinkin Only Always Bein Right You Cant Be Mad At Me I Just Wanna
to graduate to mother fucking In Da Streets Vol.1-3 Then you need to go to Trap Muzik, I got locked up for a second Then grab Urban Legend and now to
: [feat. Mack Maine & Kidd Kidd] [Lil Wayne:] Met shawty up in Urban Outfitters She killin' these hoes now I'm murking out with her Shit, I'm just tryna
[Lil Wayne] Met shawty up in Urban Outfitters She killin' these hoes now I'm murking out with her Shit, I'm just tryna work it out with her Got a gym
. (Chorus) As life goes by in the blink of an eye i stay focus on writing my rhymes these streets are inviting to crime if i didn't write rhymes and I'd probably go mad
with a Bavarian heart I'm territorial, wish I could look the door Aggressive localism with my dogs of war Small man's complex, you only get torn apart Mad
[Mad Child] slightly schizophrenic borderline psychotic sensational recreational narcotics I thought I lost it but I found it temptation marches
Knowledge this wisdom, this goes back when I was twelve I loved doing right but I was trapped in hell Had mad ideas, sad eyes and tears Years of fears
this day I write my journal Journal, urban journal (lord) [chorus] [killah priest] Dear heavenly father The reason why I stand at your gates holdin two revolvers 'cause down on earth I had mad
when I met you I heard Jesus bells, strings and a choir I got lines better than n-ggas albums, plural king of the urban make your sh-t sound rural she
