you frontin' like you really live (Get out) And you know you not (Get out) You really should (Get out of here) Get out, get out, get out of here {Repeat
s the crook from the Brook' (c'mon) Matty broke the neck of your coke connect (say what?) No respect squeeze off 'til all y'all diminish (uh huh) Shootouts for
m shady!") When I go out, I'ma go out shootin' I don't mean when I die, I mean when I go out to the club, stupid I'm tryin' to clear up my fuckin' image
and fuck rap [Pos] I had a name for makin paper since paper mache Now my dollar coins join pounds of yen for play While you broke niggaz reach drunk
t offend Nine times out of ten, men and women pretend And mobilize devil eyes Fight beside [?], you are the type For everything in life has a price Love
4 bar drums Bridge: ?Out me nut, out me nut? ?Out me nut, out me nut? ?Out me nut, out me nut? ?Out of my ? nut!? Chrous: She won?t
Verse 1:] No, no I won't settle for nothing less than the air that I breathe I-I-I know it's a struggle, but who the hell g'on do it for me Who the hell
(feat. Tony Yayo, Obie Trice & Eminem) [Fort Minor:] You ready? ! Let's go! Eminem: Guess who's home? Yeah, for those of you that want to know what we
Chorus Hoboes above leave the boat for the Pope (?) (x3) Boat people here we go Hi De Hi De Hi De Ho Yeah Some quest for the truth, some bust a loop. And search for
airwaves like a hummer exhaust Don't let Makavelli fool you homey thuggin it costs Pour out a little liquor for the loved ones that we lost You ain't gotta wait for
she heading Seh she broke out at di age of seven she dancing before she reach eleven Chorus: One man can't satisfy her She needs more wood for da fire
Has the jury reached a verdict? Yes, your Honor. We the jury find the defendant guilty on all counts. The bailiff came at me with a pair of cuffs in
s ass in a spoonful. When a workin man such as myself wants a little hot fixin, I reach for that bottle of momma's God Damn Hot Chili. Smooth tender
a name So we're turnin out [Immortal Technique] Yeah, this is how pimps get pimped and players get played Rich people get robbed and, broke niggaz paid
the flow like thugs passion you motherfuckers will never get me to stop blastin' your better off asking Ariel Sharon for compasion your better off banging for twenty points for
change styles every two rhymes, hah, what the fuck That's 22 too's for y'all motherfuckers out there, yaknahmean? Shall I continue? Check it out, what
alive So long conformity And ambiguality is a new priority All it takes, for heaven sakes Is to figure out the face and learn to seperate I started living outside for