know is mine I'm running down past the yellow house with ____ Into the breeze where no-one seems to care I'm feeling the pull Dragging me off again I'm feeling
I know is mine I'm running down past the yellow house with ____ Into the breeze where no-one seems to care I'm feeling the pull Dragging me off again I'm feeling
I.P, with buckets of chilled Cris' 'click, click', who the fuck wanna feel this I still got them blocks movin, and the system in my truck that can make it feel
and classy shit CEO Nappy Boy digital bitch Talk to me (to me) I talk back I'm feeling myself I'm in my zone Pull up to the club for bitches I'm own Check
be the AIDS, Z-Ro done got full blown Then I stood up in the ring, and a nigga done bit the dust but the bill got pulled on And I'll super-soak the crowd
alright [Z-Ro] Too many problems in my life I find myself unable to maintain The nigga that was takin over my brain Redesignin my main frame Developin so much hatred I feel
ropes, around throats Better feel the attack, cause we cloak in the image of smoke Leaving motherfuckers broke like a king of jokes, mercy I know not of a feeling
[Z-Ro] Time and time again, I try to cope with being poor But I had to say just what I feel, so now I'm kicking in your door My daughter needs pampers
my prime, to see the hustling nickels and dimes Got a smile on my face, but everything ain't fine Stay on my grind, I had to keep a cool mind frame Day
screamin out the next nigga's name like a bitch and the niggas that I ran into recently the muthafuckas at the club that pulled the piece on me You little bitches should've pulled
viper Huh, I got my mind made up, I got my nine Ring the alarm, and strong arm must run Some niggaz need to feel me with a passion I'm old fashioned,
frame or the Lincoln Navigator Style just like an aborigine that wrestles alligators You know the deal crab rappers peel I give 'em shit that they can feel
?k that job and left it there, met with DJ Khaled them Couple months I'm outta here broward county pioneer, Walking with no kinda feel, passed up on them
can the life of such a man Be in the palm of some fool's hand? To see him obviously framed Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land Where
