Well hello You say you want to taste the truth Just swallow it down And it will all be over soon Don't try to fight Just listen to the sound of my voice
s hot I'll bury my face in his stinky twat and go alalalala Girl my head space is limited, ain't even room in the back of my mind That's why I ain't thinking
that was my road to success Now my picture on the wall hanging to help the kids follow through My dream girl is every night, my dream car is optional My
disapear, But hell naw my name is not casper, Boy, What the fuck these rappers sound like, Ha just a whole bunch of my sound bites, First whip Garbo, Second
they goin bring out that award for I hope they shinnin' up the medal case Cause the only thing I'm runnin' from is second place I'm still hungry, I'm on my second
my paper, I'm all, i'm all about my paper we over here hustlin', we over here grindin' we over here hustlin', we over here we over here hustlin', we over
up a crash course style and change up, come on! My trigger-finger's itchy from my carpel tunnel. [? ] is written [? ] like water flowin' [? ] is walkin
and my daddy died all of my niggaz came to the church And thanks for comin, I'm still stressed out over the death When I take my breath and puff my cigarette
I ain?t paying for a shit bitch give me brain You know my name call me Bow .. Comin? bitches ain?t come easy My niggers shout my niggers cheer Six more
control either way Should I go? Should I stay? I'm in control either way BRIDGE: Well, I gave it some time And I made up my mind Move over, this is my
Berkowitz, Fizzy Wo', Bust-Down (AiYAHHHHHHHHH!) {Chorus: Busta Rhymes + M.O.P.} Everytime I take a look, the only thing I see is MY LIVE NIGGAZ IN
I'll bury my face in his stinky twat and go alalalala Girl my head space is limited, ain't even room in the back of my mind That's why I ain't thinking
No, not-a now, not a chance, not today son I can't believe I leave for one brief second, And you pussies quief all over the rap game, naked And use a
popular consensus [Dr. Dre] But critics say that Doc is soft, Doc is talk Doc is all washed up, knock it off Who the fuck is Doc impressin'? Doc is this, Doc is
holes till you goose down, (yeah) rough sound, same strong background, bent on black the big boys playin tips down, my whole train of thought is the
) (By my side!) (Okay) So being that that's the case, (By my side!) I'll tell you bout, (By my side!) That bitch, tell you 'bout my side... (By my
Fuck around and you'll get anahilated Eyes diliated [Eminem] Ha, like my old lady Cuz what you say is what you say Sometimes what you mean is 2 different
say the Doc is soft, Doc is talk The Doc is all washed up knock it off Who the fuck is Doc impressin Doc is this Doc is that you got the wrong impression