was killer with blood on my hands Would you be my alibi and lie on the stand? Swear on your life that I'm an innocent man? If I was a killer... How bad
a killer with blood on my hands Would you be my alibi and lie on the stand Swear on your life that I'm an innocent man? If I was a killer How bad would
going hard, it's the headline news She rocking the fresh js, stilettos, the Jimmy Chu's Black white and yellow bone, watchin' what they jelly on Bringing major fedy home oo what's
[Talking: Fabolous] It really was all Drama's fault, I been had the mixtape done He's like yea that's cool, But I'm bout to go to the Bahamas I'm like
Feragamis Killer shoe game these are just a pair of hamies ? I get up like QB's Na, she ain't stepped in blood, those are Lou B's We don't follow, unless
and out they chest like a breath do You Clay Aiken-soft You playing games until this red light's on ya It's like the Playstation's off Smith & Wesson
Ill put a couple G's on yer head like you play for the Packers I'm rap's Labron James, I quickly see baskets These scrubs wouldn't make it to the Mickey
don't wanna kill no one but I ain't no motherfuckin punk I don't wanna kill no one but I ain't no motherfuckin chump I don't wanna kill no one but I ain
lil bitches I ain't startin with u girls It's Mac (it's Mac) It's Mac jump back Dumb raps and my lungs is black Uhh yeah it's mac, say it again Chest
about your future, you can't do that tomorrow But you don't hear a word, you see that SLR You like, "hey, pharrel, I ain't trying to kill your mood But
raised, don't nobody play games Its like your life is a sweet, and reality's the flame So why the fuck you trying to torture, with that dip in the middle It's
don't think we even love eachother Gorilla till I die for real murdered by my right hand man Or prosecuted by the white man's hand I don't think I'm
A dark heart Kill and get your ass caught You're dead now It's not a problem The kids who will not steal the drugs they don't have Still just kill In
And although it seems heaven sent We ain't ready, to see a black President, uhh It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact the penitentiary's packed, and it's
't fall to sleep You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep Other niggaz close they eyes Seein' dreams in they sleep But don't fall asleep Don't fall to
