wife and a dog named Spot I show a little mercy cause I'm civilized Looking through a nigga's eyes at a much bigger prize But when I saw Rodney it got
in the ring You got me swingin? for the grand prize I feel the haters spittin? vapors on my dreams But I still believe ? I?m reaching out, reachin? up, reachin? over I
secret graph expands, Yes a pig is a cop, I got a villian for flock, so when I rake in the bacon I hope the kiddies will watch I hope the flipping of
my belongings Head to works, I get some breakfast 'cause, still a nigga yawning From the night before, at the club I was up I'm tryna live Only twenty
the fuck am I still rhymin for? If I ain't blow yet, I must got bad timin or it ain't for me, could that possibly be? I even lost a battle to a lesser
a wife and a dog named Spot I show a little mercy cause I'm civilized Looking through a nigga's eyes at a much bigger prize But when I saw Rodney it got
I'm tellin ya I got plots and plans, pots and pans Stocks and grands, so make room for the big man I walk the streets in peace and I'm never strapped
me you hate me, show me your dog cause I'm waiting Throw me a bone I'll be beggin', only so much that I'm takin' Handing your privates to Lincoln,
world I'm just waiting for the light to change I'm just waiting for the light to change I'm just waiting for the light to change I'm just waiting All
grand prize I feel the haters spittin? vapors on my dreams But I still believe ? I?m reaching out, reachin? up, reachin? over I feel a breeze cover me called Jehovah And Daddy I
just a matter of time before I'm reaching the making of a new life My eyes held high on the grand prize If hope floats, I must be on could nine) Spine
I, I know it's kinda been a roundabout way of saying it But I guess the whole point I'm tryin' to make here is I hate sauerkraut That's all I'm really
ya P-U-M-P-K-I-N (Pimples on ya pumpkin hoes) P-I-M-P-L-E-S on ya P-U-M-P-K-I-N (I said it's out of control) [Jamie Madrox:] Bitch you need a can of
belongings Head to works, I get some breakfast 'cause, still a nigga yawning From the night before, at the club I was up I'm tryna live Only twenty two
s like "Tough" And I'm like "Give it" And he's like "Make me" And I'm like "'Kay" So I grabbed his leg and he grabbed my esophagus And I bit off his ear