went to hell anyway It's not funny, it's not funny, it's not funny, it's not funny It's, it's not funny, it's not funny, it's, it's not funny
you went to Hell anyway IT'S NOT FUNNY! IT'S NOT FUNNY! IT'S NOT FUNNY! IT'S NOT FUNNY! It's.. IT'S NOT FUNNY! IT'S NOT FUNNY! It's.. IT'S NOT FUNNY!
that's just how it goes down It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it 50 Cents
President I'm just a young kid I'm in the fourth grade At Riley Elementary My mom and dad's been actin' funny I'm not sure what If it's got something
you about to get shot Fuck with Talib Kweli, that's how you get got Not that I'm wylin' or even promote violence It's just you're fuckin' up my high,
: What about your friends What about What about your friends What about what about Every now and then I get a little crazy That's not the way it's supposed
level, fuck if it get you mad It's all poison, all of my words to enemies it is poison Rappers only talk about ki's, it's all poison How could you call
watch me because I'm comin', you know I'm comin' [Second Verse: B.G.] It's, it's, it's the nigga with the black suit ready to mug, Off it nigga or get
it get it I got that get it what you need From soft parts to trees got that get it what you need I got that get it I got that get it what you need
Restless, no time for sleep Niggas be weak, I'm concrete like Benjamin Grimm It's a very thin line between a foe and a friend Straight to the chin (Not
fucker down the cell block Five C.O.s to me to the hole One said, "Knowledge born (we're in control)" It's the real deal, sucker [Chuck D] (Now they
s got it *scratch* jam packed Everybody hands in the air Just get your hands in the air Yo Philly (that's where the party is at) D.C. y'all (that's where
from me Ain't shit funny, shake it, honey Take it money, now let's get it Let's get it Let's get it Let's get it
, fuck if it get you mad It's all poison, all of my words to enemies it is poison Rappers only talk about KI's, it's all poison How could you call yourself
from me (Let's get it) Ain't shit funny Shake it honey (Let's get it) Take it money Now let's get it (Let's get it) Creep with your people, though my
! Get out! Hahahaha! Yeah yeah D A P's to the Y Tulisa and Faze Jack shack, fat jack The whole gang Maiz, three ash, three C, 3D J-B's J-B's yeah One,
Every time we be rippin' it be blowing it down Blowing you off fuckin' wit' the hottest niggas around Like it's when me and my people run through your town Holdin' it
