You don't even know who I am Don't think I wanna know you I'm tired of running after you I won't say it started cause Cos' I don't need you I've given
I hate when you say, I don't blow you away, I can't break through that way Our friends told us We wouldn't last for the week I guess they think that
I hate when you say, I Don't blow you away, I can't break through that way Our Friends told us We wouldn't last for the week I guess they think that
didn't be rude She said ?I can respect that, but I don't expect that Looked like you was tryin somthin so I had to check that? I told her ?Don't trip
they kick you, then I'll back you. Say something new, say something cool, Give you my time, but I ain't no fool. Eck-a-eck-a I, break-a-break-a jaw,
Energized by another plane By logical fanatics, when trying to examine my brain They can't beat me, so they try to eat me! They can't keep me, so they
m banging Screw Your slab just ain't no slab, if Robert Davis ain't in it Everyday, I'm banging Screw Your slab just ain't no slab, if Robert Davis ain't
glock, or left and right do We can take it there, if you wanna take it there We can do like middle school, step in my square I don't do fair, I'm a Clover
t be fake, fraud keeping me behind the wall But never ever will I let a, motherfucker block me I'ma run through that bitch, hit up and don't fall So it
Z-Ro the Crooked, busting heads strictly for cash Taking out contracts on hatas, with my beam and a mask You can run you can hide, but it ain't no escaping
these days Ready to bust, one of these A to the K's Can't even count, how many blunts I blaze Wetter than syrup slide, riding on the way Can't nobody
where these guns get sprayed Whether I'm fucking with a bitch, I'm breaking benz see lunch But it's either that or you can't point us casualties when
When it came to us unlike these muts I ain't no bust, riding on 94's and the game to us Realizing that there ain't no changing us, re-arranging us Homicide
pistol in my pocket Cause motherfuckers want to see me take my last dance But they can't catch rather I'm breathing or dead And they can't stop me from
that, and since I couldn't breathe I put down my self destruct, and I passed That god damn thang to my baby boy But I thought to myself, I can't just
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 through
