for the clock on Bought a 'Daily Record' like a real man Well I made it to the real world But I'm not living in the real world
for the clock on Bought a 'Daily Record' like a real man Well, I made it to the real world But I'm not living in the real world
the clock on Bought a 'Daily Record' like a real man Well I made it to the real world But I'm not living in the real world
boogie scenes I'm not clean, I'm not pristine I'm no queen, I'm no machine I still go to Taco Bell Drive through, raw as hell I don't care, I'm still
brain pollution I got a baby on the way that stress is in my chest I'm 18 years of age and black so I can picture less I'm smokin' and drinkin' e'ryday
n on cause i'm a helluva man when i'm on the mike i am the definate feast delight cause i'm a helluva man when i'm on the mike i am the definate
cave man era Survival and how to live, on ways I get better I'm too deep to peek, rock niggaz to sleep I'm like a four star general, out in the street
like you feelin' sick, I'm going to jail for what I didn't commit, I must admit that I hate a snitch... [Hook: Akon] I see them watching, they waiting
me I'm hot (I'm somethin' else) I'm exactly what they not (I'm somethin' else) Hah (I'm somethin' else) Ah-hahh (I'm somethin' else) I ain't even did
I'm pressin bells and bells and bells till you fuckin Let me in Apartment 223, I'm very hungry Apartment 223, I'm very hungry Apartment 223, I'm very
baddest bitch Reporting live this is Ki Ki From Digglers Wild World of Girls, see ya Naw no more questions, I'm done I'm not that bitch, I'm that other
all want Ruff Ryders the sponsor Just 'cause I'm guilty (Okay, that's right) There doing you wrong (Okay, that's right) Just 'cause I'm guilty (Okay, that's right) Don't live
up I ain't actin' like we ain't been down Know what I'm sayin'? He never get love from me Always tryin' to con me but I ain't goin' for it Word break
man era Survival and how to live, on ways I get better I'm too deep to peek, rock niggaz to sleep I'm like a four star general, out in the street
gon' change though, with the ill strange flow In the 9-8 push my a black Range Rove I keeps the real, separate from the fake If I kill, yo, I'm doin'