Songtexte:
The Status The Wake Of What S Been Done

the wake of what's been done. Oh, oh It's good, It's old Oh, oh It's good?, It's old Oh, oh It's good, It's old Oh, oh And all this time I ran away

blow up they can build statues of me old money Benjamin Button, whaat, nuttin, now superbad chicks giving me macLovin, you would think I ran the world like Michelle?s

the mic and I rock like a fuckin fossil I'm mad at the track And I beat it like Hector Comacho What's poppin, what it do, what's happenin, what's crackin

nigga blow up they gon' build statues for me Old money Benjamin Button, what? I nutting Now superbad chicks giving me McLovin You would think I ran the world like Michelle's

And if I die on the streets, then it's my time to go But if I live to see another day, another funeral It's sad, I look into they eyes Damn, everybody's

something you know what im sayin or hold it one or the other know wut i mean im bout turning heads turnin tricks and turnin it in know what im saying

's be so real, you can feel em in your vain Like ramello's pops from sugarhill J be the cause for the kiss at your wake Cartel lips, spittin clips

been devil sent, wanted for embezzlement A lot of other things, but that's irrelevant If you love the money, then prepare to die for it Niggaz done

me no smile, he don't give me no love, nor???? the jury That's when I need celeb status and the blackness This motherfucker's hate rappers, what a life