my eyes are turned And every lie I've tried before Won't work no more I've learned Drowning or bathing I've found out What you meant By the way Knowledge
for free We had dreams of getting cream But things don't always hold exactly how they seem The big kids they talking bout they big guns But I just chill
And I'm riding in some'ing big enough, to get rid of all y'all Whenever I get to wrecking, I might keep my flow slow like Big ass momentary kush, and
every November 16th, niggas can't find me [Hook] [Trae] What would I be without Screw, the only who ever showed me the way To get paid, for spitting rhymes and wrecking
said, my heart in the light motherfucker, we gon represent my nigga Put the deuce up by the roof, yelling out what it do for you my nigga Wrecking the
will make a nigga do thangs All the time, cause I be living thoed in the game 24/7, I be wrecking the microphone And leaving everybody stuck, cause I'm wrecking
to die, by the hands of the dark angel adjust Snatching your breath, till it dims up your chest How much pain, can I manifest When I come to wreck, ripping
Roll up and get swoll up. Hold up. How ya gonna play me like a sunkin dunkin donut? I ain't came a long way to get checked So give me respect when I get wreck
work, make it hurt, cause I'm next wreck Lay flat nigga hit the deck, or face big DISrespect In addition the SHIT we wreck Firework flow, spit and make a BIG
Give me six bottles of beer, I take the seventh one free I got the chandelier, kick, constructed by my man Little elf, big four gets the zootie for the
way your bendin it over clap clap (Alright) Your the girl in the top five videos By tomorrow this will be number one In or way upside down on the pole
make noise make noise make noise make noise busta rhymes be giving it to ya'll niggas so check me out while I big-up my crew and big-up rah digga i'
We go round, round, round [Chorus:] Cause everywhere that I go, People know me by the way I flow, I keep it moving in the right direction and every day
hardly do nothin' .. .He was in aquandary ... being devoured by the swirling cesspool of his own steaming desires.. .the guy was a wreck.. .so.. .what
You wait for death to happen You loot the bloody wrecks You kindly (amble the feebelos?) Up out they penchant checks You kick em when they down You tell
how we do it when we roll down grass shit It's guarenteed everytime we get hoe's I play on my guitar, puff loud through my big nose You'll never see
I can protect mommy from the hood by fightin' Or usin' a knife or a gun when I'm twenty-one By by then them hoods woulda pushed their way in our apartment
