walking on But keep walking on For tonight all in what you need is what you'll find To keep walking on Keep walking on Keep walking on Keep walking
have war ! But I know we can make it without making any victim, Don't wanna be a star Just let me jump on the scene To shout it on the riddim ! Me no
war ! But I know we can make it without making any victims, Don't wanna be a star Just let me jump on the scene To shout it on the riddim ! Me no come
really even like to fuck bitch brang me Walk with a limp, I'm a pimp hoe pay me I'm ballin like M.J. in the mid 80's I'm on fire, Bay to Bangkok Put
chiller But push my button watch your life cause I transform to a killer Me sipping the drink me smoking me dank me tipping me herb and formaldehyde Open it all of me
Puttin peanut butter on the walls to hide his prints Me on my own, not yet grown but only man of the home to protect my zone in these streets I roam Dough on
ain't everything they make it and ever since the movies ho's try to do me if they can't screw me they find a way to sue me Now can you picture me coolin
Cause I'm the type of rapper that packs to full capacity Actin' like you packin' a gapper to pull the blast on me With Vinnie Paz on my side known as
I see right through you I know right through you I feel right through you I walk right through you You took me for a joke You took me for a child
taste I see right through you I know right through you I feel right through you I walk right through you You took me for a joke You took me for a child
[Chorus:] I Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest I Walk-Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest I Walk-Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest I Walk
Chorus:] Yeah yeah yeah (I got army gunz) Yeah yeah yeah (I-I-I got army gunz) Yeah yeah yeah (I-I-I-I got army gunz) Yeah yeah yeah (I-I-I-I-I got army
you will sort of understand You brought me here, now you're trying to run me away The writing on the wall, come read it, come see what it say Thunder on
man, I'd put him straight away But when it's your brother sometimes you look the other way Yeah me and Frankie laughin' and drinkin' Nothin' feels better than blood on
Nigga if you (gangsta), then try to harm me (Good shit), dog you gonna need a army Don't have me have to call them niggas from Core Street They bringin
see me, dressin up like a nerd on TV or heard the CD usin the fag word so freely it's just me being me, here want me to tone it down? {*LOWER pitch*}
on top of your ninja Crash it, (ERRRR) Doc stir the madness 'til you all outta work like Tony Atlas Walking, cans in the laundry basket America's most with the army
