so don't you dare laugh It's just what comes to pass when you sell your ass Life is more than what your hands can grasp Good Night! (kids talking) Knock
girls look like Halle Berry to me So excuse me miss, I forgot your name Thank you, God bless you, good night, I came I came, I came It's been a week
brother thats living major been waiting [?] muthafucker thats spittin? razors, when I cut em they cut, when I stick ?em they stuck my ambitions to bust, cause I aint giving
:] Everywhere that I go ain't the same as before, People I used to know just don't know me no more And everywhere that I go, I got people I know, Who'
or Wack? Yeah, I mean I hear what your sayin I mean you got carried away in the moment And I could forgive you...I could do that I could do anything
doubt, what can I say? The man can roll with Ice-T or Michael J Back Back on the block Back Back on the block Back, on the block, so we can rock With
keep on livin' I don't need no more opinion This is my time, I was given, and I wish people would just listen Cuase I feel like Michael Jackson and just
so what's with the bad comments and all the drama for i can produce a picture, stop with them truce and hitcha i'm at the top but i can be mobbin' and
And proclaim what I got, boy, so give me headroom, These clubs are full of more toys than spoilt kids bedrooms, When I'm on stage I might lose my breath
seat quick I'm on some Canary Wharf to Wall street shit no Michael Douglas but I'm on my MD shit If I don't do the number's I'll just do the alphabet
or when She's way too cute for him What's he got that I ain't got? I'm ready and willin' to learn Just give me one more shot 'cause like it or not
And feminine vocal characteristics, had his testicles surgically removed Thereby making him a modern day castrato If such a rumor were true Michael Jackson more
Ooh, I probably pissed you off again, didn't I bitch? So what? Christina Gaguilera kiss my grits You know how many shit's I get if I wish I did So, I can
bitch But there can only be one bitch, make hits I know I must make y'all sick 'Cause after I spit you beg to quit I used to drive a six And then I bought
feminine vocal characteristics had his testicles surgically removed, thereby making him a modern day Castrato, If such a rumor were true, Michael Jackson more
locked up 'cause I'll have your fuckin' ass locked up I'll stash you, lickin' you down, light that blunt You ain't gettin' one, two, I do what I want If I
hip, I'm snatchin' your shit I want it all so give me it Am I a Luna-chic? Uh huh, I'm a looney bitch More deadly than the venom that some anacondas spit
