Your eyes whispered ?have we met?? Across the room your silhouette starts to make it's way to me The playful conversation starts Counter all your quick
's the limit to I When we spit with adrenaline times ten From the beginnin until the rhyme end It's, no stoppin, every line's mind bogglin Stoppin your
widow, one less white nigger [Chorus] Hong Kong is up for grabs London is full of Arabs We could be in Palestine Overrun by a Chinese line With the
the verse the shit Gets worse and worse cause your soft If I could fit the words as picture perfect, works every time Every verse, every line, as simple
had sat with him, kicked it and had a chat with him And asked him not to start it he wasn't gonna go after him Until Ja started yappin' in magazines
hate We established this way before we became mates So whats required is that you chill with all that fire Get your desire when I retire [Chorus] Spend some time with
to the Madd Rapper's album This is Ken Kaniff, and I'm still mad as hell...fuck you) (Eminem) I'm crazy with this razor with this razor I'm crazy With
words as picture perfect, works every time Every verse, every line; as simple as nursery rhymes It's elementary! - The elephants have entered the room
make a gang of cash Light glance, still street with the do-rag Slang, spit game, change speech, how they do that? Watch they mouths drop, watch the crowds pop up and act out Broads with
used to love But then we grew old We're the lifers here till the bitter end Condemned from the start Ashamed of the way The songs and the words own the
of that shit nigga start gettin paranoid and shh Get your fuckin, get your feet off my fuckin table nigga! Fuck you think you at home, with your cheap
on my last remaining words It's leaving the taste of something bitter on my tongue I'm leaving a letter full of reasons along with a line that starts
got a style so strange Every word I use might mean two thangs [Repeat 3x] Young Gucci Mane got a style so strange Every word I use dont mean two thangs
don't And he wonders how life got this way ('Cause its) A fine line in between right and wrong (Yeah) He's been crossing over that border way too
stays strapped I'm taking no shorts,hatin' the courts,hatin' the judges Punk DA's with their personal grudges I hate the clubs that think with their
weak start riots We know you got a brick but sell 'em twenties til they tired With no credit, you know you sick with that gotta eat fetish and other niggaz
: Im crazy with this razor with this razor Im crazy With this crazor Im razy razor crazed Im crazy (ok Im re-loaded) go bring jay-z (tell them him
