that I needed some time I didn't expect you to quit Now that I lost you Feels like I lost myself I found regret Answers we'll never get Answers we'll never get
blood. "If you don't sit on this chair straight I'll take this belt from around my waist and don't think that I won't use it!" Answer me and take
get worried without a pops I'll grow to be her It's a wonder they don't understand kids today so when I pray, I pray I'll never grow to be that way And
the tip of my cane, I paid sixty thou' You know the suit stay crispy now Hands to the sky and get ready if you wit me now The future Never seen before, never
we got an uzi for all you fags Get the shit out of our stereo, Dilated you violated Now you 'bout to get annihilated, we gon' bury you Iriscience get
hum along... it goes "La, la la la la", we can't hear you! "La la, la la", we can't hear you! "La, la la la la", we can't hear you! "La, la la la" He
hum along... it goes "La, la la la la", we can't hear you! "La la, la la", we can't hear you! "La, la la la la", we can't hear you! "La, la la la"
earth It's been a while since I felt so high But I feel you'll say goodbye? I will miss you if you just go away Unbound by the feeling we just had today
got the answer I got the answer Dance round pricks wanna flow like a dancer Gangsters put in your crew There's no drugs And I won't take yes for the answer
I answer the call, yes, I'm mackin 'em all We met 'em up in the mall, recall Player's Ball Well, it's Player's Ball 2, so I guess I'll call you Later
Such a pretty sight Never I will rest Until I know you're dead So get ready to die Your blood will be shed My blade gleaming in my hand Now we stand,
Just call my name, and I'll be there Ya'll kids is slum, like the jewelry in Albi Square [Chorus: Streetlife (Shawnna)] We drinkin' Henny til we flip
But they get mad, and they sweat that Cause what ya got man they know they can't get that And they don't take no for an answer either They wanna see
on them like Plymouth Rock (Yeah!) You get knocked out, get socked in your fuckin mouth Now e'rybody know the business, you want it come get it (c'mon
them like Plymouth Rock (yeah!) You get knocked out, get socked in your fuckin mouth Now e'rybody know the business, you want it come get it (c'mon) But
here I'm a rascal don't get whopped, I get brats who don't give top, I get tassel, pass you with a flow you could Never put a brake on, An I break on
cause we pop em like Orville Redenbacher, youngmoney C3 ok A millionaire I'm a young money millionaire What ya'll really wanna na Ya'll don't really
