I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick If you tempt me my tank is on empty No patience is in me and
home from 'Nam worked my way to scarfer A job that'd suit the devil as well Taconite coke and limestone Fed my children and make my pay Them smokestacks
drill. Yeah, Yo, Coming home, y'all, Listen, At any given time, got the city on my mind, The city on my mind, The city on my mind, I'm riding round
just sitting on me But yea it fits on my back , my state is sitting on that Will I drop? I think not I get up while they stop-like a sleeve on tank tops
way I feel, you wanna know the scoop? When you're getting up, you're on your way to school And then you find out, that it's a holiday Tank is on full
m off my rocka I've lost my mind Silent, you better all findin, Hoffa Sick man brought my nine Sixth man off my pine (I'm off!) Industry heads off my
audience You put on a show, my 40 clearly applauds Sittin' fifth row, I might appear to be bored Plotting on a Kanye but screaming where's my award
a ash tray throw away the roches move them out my path way show them whos the dopist i bring home the bacon and protect it with the toffers like the lense on
on pushin' Keep on pushin', keep on pushin', keep on pushin', keep on pushin' Keep, keep on pushin', keep on pushin', keep on pushin' I've got to keep on pushin', keep, keep on
. Boss of all bosses, you cut your losses, Catch what you're tossin', I'm fuckin' awesome! My luck, I'll profit.. Of course I'm on my own dick, it's attached
in, I'm eatin and drinkin and these are my friends, Hand over fist, damn don't resist, My fang, gang or bang and man-handle this, If we have to twist
[Prevail] dukes in my horizon pass the time of day with me dukes in my horizon pass the time of day with me dukes in my horizon pass the time of day
and kick dust Big Truck roll up at the window of a pickup Order a quarter pounder while I?m getting my dick sucked Madchild remember my name 'cause I
really love you like I do Kiss your feet, make love to you like I do Wake you up, in the night tank and surprise you Cross my heart, swear, put my hand on
? Or the Digi being stained on my brain? Appear from a cloud of smoke, the voter's on choke If surrounded, seven men drop from one scope Even if my feet
spell" She said "Be my assistant, I'd show rather tell" My knees buckled heart started to drop my dick grew to a size That my nerve couldn't stop, I
you're wonderin' what is it Dig it, yo my mellow um whattup for the night Malik B, get on the mic, get on the mic Like that y'all and yo I'm flowin', my
own way, somebody'll take it from us Snatch it like rats to cheese, so Lord, help me please 'Cause I rather die on my feet than to live on my knees