Any time that you want, I'll be there with cape in arm to flaunt my magic mask, my gadget belt and boots Everyone thinks that they're cooler than your
Sure, he's got some time for another He's saying lots, but I don't think he's talking yet Turn up the watts, move the cable to the lower body Then I'
Hey now, I'm gonna kick back more of the same You know that I don't need surprises anyway I don't need you to tell me that it's the same Or that I'm
You've gotta stay away - I got a voice inside my head that doesn't wanna play with you tonight No, my calendar's blocked off for days - Just him and
catch a bullet scar I give a fuck where you from who you be with keep this a secret right by the nuts a 4-5 that'll light niggas up and this 4-5 high
torture 'till we find this place, yeah that's right Thought it was just past this light, past Van Dyke Better hit that map right, read them directions
Fake-ass thugs with toy guns and cheap triggers with a deathwish, thinkin I'm the nigga to mess with Let the tech lift, direct chest hit, melt your necklace
oh Yo, yo Turn up the radio Blast your stereo Right now This joint is fizzlin' It's sizzlin' Right Damn (damn) [5x] Wow Apl. de ap. from Philippines Live and direct
Hah Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah {8X} {Verse} Yo which muthaphucka stole my flow eenie....meenie miney mo Throw that type of nigga right out my window Blast your ass hit you with my direct
-ass thugs with toy guns and cheap triggers With a deathwish, thinkin I'm the nigga to mess with Let the tech lift, direct chest hit, melt your necklace
what?) Fake-ass thugs with toy guns and cheap triggers With a deathwish, thinkin I'm the nigga to mess with Let the tech lift, direct chest hit, melt
[feat. Yelawolf & Slaughterhouse] [Royce Da 5'9':] Ryan's a homocidal misfit I write the solution of biophysics On the side of a cliff and some hieroglyphics
How the fuck it feel lock in hand set now Sever your style .. Divide and Parish Part ish...when my cart is bustin thru this... Wassup to Bizzare Kid Targets get hit
gon Take you back to Compton in that 6-4 two-door Sub whoofers in the trunk kickin that lethal injection A hood nigga lost with no direction So we bought
are far from scary [Verse 2: Pressure] Pressure MC, get with me, from Adelaide to Sydney This be dedicated to MC's that struck out but still yelling 'hit
