sky would you spend the rest of your life with me what can i do what can i say to make you feel the same way, that i do every time i look at the phone i'm
tired of em pulling on me, started slanging them rounds And now they thinking I'm a crazy Scarred and stabbed and shot, I'm still a baby, I want my mama Cause I'm
3 - Jay'Ton] Reminicin bout the better days stuck in a daze got me feelin like I'm trapped in a maze I'm at a early age, stressin like a grown man and
fuck you tryin' I'm a good time nigga, that's what i'm all about Get the money get the pussy, get the map, i'm out Do you wanna have a, party 2 live
with my head in a noose Any minute now I'm expecting all hell to break loose [Chorus:] People are crazy and times are strange I'm locked in tight, I'm
with my head in a noose Any minute now I'm expecting all hell to break loose Chorus People are crazy and times are strange I'm locked in tight, I'm
and tribulations And I'm waiting for the Lord oh please don't leave me forsaken Caught up in the doom prepare for Satan We facing a situation while I'm
For finding me offensive <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a> Hence if I should draw a line on any fences If so to what
at will (until) my ass was no longer mass appeal Oh shit, I guess that was all the fame I was alloted Wait a minite, new video, like a leopard I'm spotted in a
, the other lightin my hash Rap tabloids write Dre's light in the ass (what?) Came home uptight, ready to mash like a gas pedal, get on that sixty-four
? We all got baggage, hers is financial Peace to my uncle and so thanks to A loan from him We still have a home to live in I'm learning to ride the riddim
shouted, "Why is a nice, Southern lady makin' trouble For the governor?" She said, "I guess I'm not your type of lady, And I guess I'm not your type
born of an alien race Born with a hatchet and a juggalo face But I'm not a martian, you wouldn't understand I'm just the dead body man "We got bodies
alien race Born with a hatchet and a juggalo face But I'm not a martian, you wouldn't understand I'm just a dead body man We got bodies, dead bodies
need a middle man, so we look to radio Let em test the product, give em a promo show Just a breeze, not enough to catch a real vibe Then we drop a maxi
Nas "Get money!" "I'm out for presidents to represent me" "Get money!" "I'm out for presidents to represent me" "Get money!" "I'm out for dead *fuckin
