scrambled or fried Singin' that's the day a part of me died That's the day a part of me died I'm waiting for a sunny day To lift me up and wipe my tears
be good every night We're good guys, but we can't be good our whole lives We're good guys, but we can't be good every night Father, I have sinned and
OG since I first came out DTP is the gang and yeah we will bang out I had one close call, no the mac didn't miss the bullet looked, saw it was me, and it jumped
want to get rid of those faked up hoes It's the city of Memphis watch me witness how this nigga unload Rage make me regularly, force me blood I feed
could piss me It won't matter what they said They just rhyme, I just climb on the ladder to success And maybe bring me some niggas that would rather me
Fort Minor, Minor Fort Minor, Minor, Minor... Uh, spraypaint and ink pens I use to write in every color I think in To paint a picture with every rhyme
s not the way I feel, you know you must believe me Baby it's not part of the deal (oh no no) Baby when the lights go out Every single word can not express
I farted in They want no parts with him I dare niggaz categorize me If my name's on a mixtape, then capitalize me I been stopped goin' to Mixtape Awards
Listen, you mean just one thing to me. You call me when you got $5,000. [Billy Flynn, girls] All he cares about is love Show me long Raven hair Flowin
And it happens every time our words collide [Chorus:] Running through the fire Daring you to follow me Running through the fire Daring you to follow me
low rider, pushin 1.5 Be a part or be a victim, me an yo objective is the same, but me I'm gettin em Like time is mone, nigga, you aint realizin, that every
surface, it may seem like a scheme or some sort of scam for me to get some damn sympathy but that's the last thing I need is for people to walk around feeling sorry for me (me
that I farted in They want no parts with him I dare niggaz catagerious me If my names on a mixtape, then capitalize me I been stopped goin' to Mixtape
fishin And catch me a crevice, I'm back on the asscheek mission Fuck these petite women, I want me a sloppy hoe That pussy smell like talapio, call me
teach me The niggas with the big cake they couldn't reach me (I KNOW) Now when they see us, they kick game, everything all peachy Snitch niggas put 'm beneath me, believe me
the power Spending hour after hour, preparing his self For the hour, now look how refined When the mind and body is one, every part of me Supreme equality
get my bang on And on the ave get my part-time slang on Upon a time for me was no joke though They knew I was crazy, so they labelled me Loco Khakis creased