heart You know what it means to me She said don't walk away I'm down on my knees So please don't be mean to me So I talked to you for an hour In the
Don't start-me-up, cause I'm not the Rolling Stones But I get stoned with a little help from my friends With the (gubla), then I passed it round back
when I turned the corner, to my surprise I heard a sound that made me realise. I heard a sound when I turned the corner, I knew that, that I was in the
get you want a Shady? Well, you got it, man I ain't apologizin' for shit. I'm a goat and I don't mean to gloat but I know what I know and I know what
A New Asshole All I Hear Is I'm The Best At This And I'm Best At That But I Don't Hear My Name, No ?? Brought Up In Rap And I Don't Usually Trip Or
mind, what you interpret it as I say to fight, you take it as I'mma whip someone's ass If you don't understand, don't even bother to ask A father who
my ass he probly gone send a task I ain't gone even ask they ain't gone let me pack they ain't gone gimme my semi but I got my Whizz at We as a Americans
me, and clutch my last sack, and spit on all who pick on me, i'm pit a rot mix, fuck the dog who single me, i'm saying you motherfuckers, dont know'ith
at me A pitt and rott mix, fuck the dogs you sic on me I'm sayin' you motherfuckers don't know us, quit playin' If I'm broke, then I'm breakin' up in
s sort of unique, cause you know it's me, My poetry is deep and I'm still mad at the way I flow his beat! I can't stand still, it's like trying smoke
step to me I'm awkward, I box leftier often My pops left me an orphan, my momma wasn't home Could not stress to me I wasn't growin, specially on nights
me (You know you owe me) You know you can't play me, baby, gotta pay me (Pay me) You know you can't play me, baby, gotta pay me (You know you owe me
I seen your face I was like damn Put your arm around my waist I was like man Gentle with the touch I ain't fuss still a strong hand I ain't know if
I don't like what I see here You're all invited to the party You know you didn't have to come No rotten apple gonna spoil my fun If you don't like
and pretend that You don't, don't know you're a legend. Time, time, time hasn't told anyone else yet. Let my love loose again. But I don't know much
talking put my business in the street, but I'm like cement, I rock when I step Kill music with no hands and leave with no weed stuff Like my bitches
ain't got to worry Can't get a nigga like Don dime a dozen Even if I'm smoked out I can't be scoped out I'm too ill, I represent Park Hill See my face