change again Waking up indifferent day after day Just one constant slap in the face keeps you awake Waking up inside bleeding through the eyes Caught up
change again waking up indifferent day after day just one constant slap in the face keeps you awake waking up inside bleeding through the eyes caught up
the change again waking up indifferent day after day just one constant slap in the face keeps you awake waking up inside bleeding through the eyes caught up
my niggaz, I gotta come up and recoup, you keep the dope just bring me six figures Is it a bust? I hear the sirens, run for cover over the fence and
and a waste of paint, of tape, of time. Now I park my car down by the cathedral where the floodlights point up at the steeples. Choir practice was filling up
fake cops They gave chase but they couldnt cover the streets up We broke out ran into the spot to meet up Strapped down cover up the tracks And back home
I guess I was born just a little bit Out of control. When baby gets done in there I?m gonna Take her for a little ride Cruise up into the mountains Park
the snowman brings the snow Well he just might like to know He's put a great big smile, on somebody's face If you jump into your bed Quickly cover up
3: Lil Wayne] Okay, hello it's the martian, space jam jordans I want this shit forever, wake up and smell the Garden Fresher than the harvest, step up
a crumb, and it come but I'm like what up Shut up, bitch, sit up, get up off them knees My candy paint's enough If you're lucky, I'll let you hug me,
[Lil Wayne] Ok, hello it's da Martian Space jam Jordans I want this shit forever wake up and smell the garden Fresher than the harvest Step up to the
back [Chorus] [Lil Wayne] Ok, hello its da martian, space jam Jordan?s, I want this shit forever wake up and smell the Garden, fresher than the harvest step up
play, just too bad it's your last Couple bundles of D, and 200 cash that sat you in the grass I watch the teams line up, shake hands, guess the game's
Arm bangin into that will (ahhhhh) Word up, (after the smoke is clear) yeah, what, Stapelton (Tang-o-phonics and Wu-Tang still here) Park Hill, word up
out of jail, but we can't buy freedom We'll buy a lot of clothes when we don't really need em Things we buy to cover up what's inside Cause they make
up And you are wearing a towel And your eyes look dark I help to dry your body And I see your cut So I give you a plaster And we cover it up I say "Have
the bread to cover I'll have an emcee morgue Step inside the fog Many died tryna understand my dialogue Side parks, write a blog I'll be oblige to applaude
white meat show This is natural, for the little Afro Pressure bust pipes, minds is feeling up And when I lay it down, you ain't never getting up Revenge
