Airs King For a Day Hard to face your fears we wear the mask like Cory McKay You have a ball today It's all a masquerade Shorty paint her face like a
wheels) Aiyyo you think you gotta little change (Yeah my dirties love me truly) I remember you use to shoot that thang (Ya never knew me) Ya use to clam
in too deep knowhatimsayin It's all real all live nigga what what nigga Nas: Yo A yo A yo A yo I thank a dead homey Incarcerated penpal I got the feds on me A
takes to last Chorus: I swear for you boy I'd go to extremes Cause our love is priceless Our love is priceless Take my car, take my home, take everything
don't give a.. I'm not a psychic, but you can tell your sidekick in ninety-one, Lyte is kickin some fly.. Take it from me, or could you really take it
on and my nuts I'm palming, Take two of these and call me in the morning You should see the way the chain heart is to charmin' Flying like a bird like
erased the evidence No respect for the weak can't fake the sentiment So I take the relevant resources I need, for free Her knees bleed as she pleads for me
you first [Tech N9ne - Verse 1] Drama, use to be my middle name with ecstasy, sex and technically set me for a little fame it gets to me, when the people
a dream And I'm one of the realest niggaz that this industry seen Think of me as John Gotti wit a Phd Or either Martin Luther King wit a G.A.T I'm ridin
keep me alive, you give me rest at night When there seems no way to find calmness in the storm you come and take me in your arms and then the waves drown me
a new automobile Flow six-fo', you can't steal cause I got a kill switch with a itch for the action While other rappers use mass weapons of destruction
all, let a nigga know What info gat, Beretta nigga know Talkin' bout a po-po, undercover in the low-low Tryin' to extort you for yo dough That's a no,
yuh dun kno (yea) blood clat.. a wha dat (check, check, check.. mm) [Verse 1:] my poppa taught me how to ride dicks cut em off, freeze em, n use em as
I be, I be blowed Got me copy rock star, Weezy Baby fuck these hos Gotta pay me now for me to even take these hos Price sizin for a show and the flow
alter when a nigga really "dead" Everytime Im tryna leave she beggin me to stay And I politely fade away like my name was M.J. Then she wrote me a
what's your name?" She looks in her bag, takes out a fag, tries to get away from the guy on a blag, can't find a light, "Here use mine" "You see the thing
Won't somebody come along And teach me how to keep it alive? To survive. Come along and show me something That I never knew in your eyes. Take away the
Oooh you makin me horny! Well uhh, let me wipe that wetness for ya Slurped and burped, got that bitch more open than my door do Let's take a journey