that Flavor of the month programmers try to dispatch Always got the good batch, take it to the head Got you wasted like Jerry from the Grateful Dead
bro, (?) try to dispatch Always got the good badge, take it to the head Got me wasted like Jerry from the Grateful Dead Don't trip, get a grip, be strong
' out My feary side, where we ride and we all fly high In the leer G5's, so twist ya fingers up and bang mufucka bang Get ya money up, this cane is what
side, where we ride and we all fly high In the AM G5's, so twist ya fingers up and bang muf**ka bang Get ya money up, this cane is what we f**kin' slang
feary side, where we ride and we all fly high In the AM G5's, so twist ya fingers up and bang muf**ka bang Get ya money up, this cane is what we f**kin
gangstas and sue as soon as you split em. It?s a cold world, be grateful that the Lord?s forgiving and be happy that you ain?t dead or sitting in prison
of cold and he was penniless. Maybe in the morning, as the politician sipped breakfast tea, She lay cold and dead before the empty grate. Every year
Upstate we puff grate and stay with the sticky like duct tape Always pushing my self and steady knowing the ledge Black man over 21 supposed to be dead
The youth I used to be, soon to see a mill'in No more, Big Willie my game has grown prefer you call me William Illin for revenues, grateful dim the light
have to go and serve state time There's always somebody talkin 'bout you owe 'em I made not a dollar, you didn't sell nada Niggaz ain't even grateful
hot niggas but I'm still da top nigga And I stll a block nigga so my money hungry And I pop niggas dat try to take money from me See your money funny
cut Or went weeks without seeing money, you need to keep your mouth shut Cause folks in wheelchairs, and others layed up in hospital beds And people suffering till they drop dead
before you started You're dead in the water You're dead in the water You're dead in the water You're dead in the water You're dead in the water
's on Kyle: So the next time when you're in NYC Leavin MTV No it's not VET Come see me Put all that money up where your mouth is Unless you spent
claim to be gangstas as soon as you see em' split em' It's a cold world, be grateful that the Lord's forgiving And be happy you ain't dead, sick, or
the guitar, or Jerry Wonder beats Maybe the money when I didn't have a dime Maybe a way out before committing crimes Coulda been Lauryn, perhaps it was Pras Probably the mirror looking dead
big. Cause when your life is shit, then you haven't got much to lose on Slaughterama! This next geek is guilty of the following: A Grateful Dead life