They came for me in the middle of the night They came for me on a wave of panic and fright And how I wept for all their problems Oh how I wept for all
me lookin in ya'll direction I'm not about to speak, finna do you mutha fuckas harm. Got 17 albums and they all sellin So tell me why the fuck my pockets
in the industry (uh) I got every thug on the block that get a wind of me defendin me You lack class and respect, get a direct backblast The Bad and Evil
for me to get the whole rundown, So I continue my mission, it's gettin' dark So now I'm watchin fo' them damn injuns, They like to catch up then they
And them brand new J's when I hit the scene When I turn eighteen I need a girlfriend older than me And she gon have to be a dime if she rollin wit me
the industry (uh) I got every thug on the block that get a wind of me defendin me You lack class and respect, get a direct backblast The Bad and Evil
for your whip, I'd have nothin to strip [Em] If it wasn't for a wrist, I'd have nothin to slit If it wasn't for the shrooms, I'd have nothin to chew [
ll dun raped a pitbull Fell in love with Shih-tzu This is directed directly at you And as for these hoes who don't know me from a can of paint You must
inside of his legs! Soon the booth was filling with flies! (Help me, help me, help me!) He held open the legs of his boxer shorts so they could all
They think they're bound, for infinite glory But have got a multiple choice, perspective on this story (One) They go back to where they came from (Two) They
, pass the j, say "what's up?" I'm out, peace Me (me) me and my skate, my skate, my skate, my skate My mate my skate Me (me) me and my skate, my skate
it shows, through do everything you do for me you kept it real with your boy Believe me, I remember them day-ays, when nothing came between me and you
his hand My man Eric Blam said stop on the cops And then what the Blam said, you're sure to get shot Now they ignore me cause you saw me with a 40 He
with me I told her please sell my piece make my portion a fee and I'm put you in position for victory As long as you follow directions carefully So I
to high box with me I'm swing hard liquor Goin' down by the second round All for the underground Hideout sound Xzibit mackin' down for my conflict Fuck the nonsense, terrorist Hit
