Out in the cold she fell her eyes drawn and her face pale she lost her life with that one mistake now she's sentenced to stay on her own oh she was oh
I'm still G Whoda thought from baker rows center hill he get so much accomplished niggas plot to try to kill me And keep it real we try yet and still we die out
sell it out I'm on the sea shepherd deck, helpin' the whales out All my egos in the mirror, checkin' themselves out Tweeters in the trunk, helpin' the twelves out
do it with a whipping But then came a drought, and then he put his first album out Decided to do it full time, cause record stores kept selling out Still
away But you must stop Take a look around What do you see Do you see me People say that I'm crazy (People call me a fool) They've got no business to
motivated and cold you on the ledge of all 241 ways to be you...basing guess upon guess there...where...somewhere between motivated and cold believing
the truth I'm out the window with my AK, ready to shoot Ran out of endo and my mind can't take the stress, I'm out of breath Make me wanna kill my damn
bust a sweat Hit it from the back, grab me by my neck, demand your respect I'm not a on my back ho I ride the dick and hit it 'til it cold Bustin fits
is the punk ass police The first one jumped out and said, "Freeze!" I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please.. Cause cops should mind they business
fuck out of grown folks business Kids get a kick out of bumpin their big clips But don't front no shit that brought no shit that peace started Cause I'm a cold
on the road and get it started, know what I'm sayin? Yo, rise, 7L, Esoteric, Demigods 1-2, Axis (I got this) What you want? [Esoteric] You pack chrome I doubt it I rip out
fuck who with you let the thang go A nigga tell you don't let business turn personal Fuck what they say cause for gram a nigga hurtin' you Niggaz out
know personal business, you got to watch who you friends is I'm thinking about hard times freeing my mind who in the fuck goin be my crutch? Holdin me up, helpin me out
the Houston Hard Hitter out the 713, it's "The People's Champ," Paul Wall, yeah that's me. Come take a ride with a playa out the 'Lone Star State'. I
holiday But he stays in his room He's too cold to go out for evening smoke The lady down the hallway Is deaf and dumb to what you say She's too busy dreaming
a red hot town Out beyond the twinklin' stars Ridin' first class trains - making the rounds Tryin' to keep from fallin' between the cars Othello told Desdemona, "I'm cold
