you miss the point. Every time I say these words, well, they all come back to burn. I?d be crazy not to drown, the words are coming back. Please be good to me
Mile flyer Down on my side, called me up, you want the fire And I tour you through the hood, smoke a few backwoods Show you that this ghetto livin shit all good
won't discuss me What a pain I must be Mommy couldn't stand having such a wound-up boy Doctors want to check me Poke me and dissect me What do they
Me lovin' to smoke tweed and me weed man They givin' me what me need man when I light my blunt fold the niggas up in me hood so when we smoke smoke
but if you coming on my corner I think I'm gonna bust You can't handle us, devious, dangerous Criminal mentality, insanity I move weight, from state to state
the alcohol and char in the nicotine Won't you shout with me ?I don't want you if I can't have you now? I want to drive through all fifty states, kiss
out to about one good hour sleep Ok so now you see the reason how come he Has taken 4 years just too put out an album b See me and you we almost had the
number down, Toney just called it [Interlude: Ghostface Killah] Yo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga! Staten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal Slap me
you broke I tell a bitch, let me slide in your throat And have her gnawning on my head like she high off of dope, get it? good [Chorus 2X] [Outro: Trife
meeting with no reason why He has a cold yet comfortable welcome at home A little bachelor pad, a goldfish and a phone Where he'll go back to sleep and
spanner for your works, Whole patches of industry, I've got no manners for you jerks, You wouldn't listen to me. An Eco friendly emblem on a petrol station
say you said I was a dead man, bitch I'll put you right into gun point, you snitch Now I know your plans are rolling on me, late when I sleep Why don
me and his cap I peeled Now I rest with my finger on my heater Hand on my beeper, a light sleeper I lowride and I sag and cuss I cover my face with the
to keep my lungs working Suddenly, a ringer of good memories come flooding back to me Safely, you were swept away leaving the pain to stay with me Where
: BBQ food is good You invite me out to eat it, I should Go, but I'm feeling kind of nervous And not quite myself So I'm running late on purpose And
midnight train to Memphis (David Spade) Dude, what station is this? K snooze? Kid Rock I thought he was the American bad ass He's putting me to sleep. Nudge me
home With some double D's full of silicon Ten hoodrat chicks surround me outside Found me outside, clown me outside 'Til I flip out and they found me
nation Don't play us on your station if you pussy or you hatin You can find us in the hood; thuggin and regulatin Don't play us on your station if you