always waiting to be picked to play the game But when your name was called, you found a place to hide When you knew that I was always on your side
s time to do you mama First I'ma put you on your back And make you scream out (baby)..just like I put you on the track Then I'ma lay you on your side
needs improvin From your conversation the way you come across your shit is off Malfunctionin my nigga you about to feel the real force Lay you on your
' beats Waiting on my arrivlary Y'all niggaz gonna learn to appreciate me Instead of always comparin' me If I hear one more remark about me I guess I gotta ride on
now im knockin? out your fuckin? teeth We can take it to the streets, If you ready then its on Beat you like your daddy then see your ass on A dead man
to wear my mind on my sleeve I have a history of losing my shirt It's been one week since you looked at me Dropped your arms to your sides and said "
half-past seven Now it's going on a quarter to nine All the angels want to know Are you lost or treading water? And you're going on your fifteenth bender
now I'm knockin? out your fuckin? teeth We can take it to the streets, if you ready then its on Beat you like your daddy then send your ass on A dead
this a marathon, ask Farrakhan Fuck the cemetery that I'm buried on (Fuck 'em) The blood of Ice Cube got to carry on (Forever) Forever what the fuck
I'm big and proud all over Not just on the stage My secret self has many sides That laugh and crush and sting I'm red and thick like fire I like it from
was rescued by a car with a plates that said gay pride. It would have been fatal that shot in your head, They saved your life tho you always said chi
say I'm only complacent And I will admit to the crime Of being too blind, feeling too certain That you'll always be on my side I often forget your love
to be silent again And you always go your way And I always go mine Maybe one day we'll come together Across the great divide And I always cross to the other side
same ol' beats Waiting on my arrivlary Y'all niggaz gonna learn to appreciate me Instead of always comparin' me If I hear one more remark about me I guess I gotta ride on
to do you mama First I'ma put you on your back And make you scream out (baby)..just like I put you on the track Then I'ma lay you on your side And
do Baby there aint no rules no regulations There's only playing and hating down here What side are you on side are you on side are you on Coming up I
dirt Suckin the dirty earth crisis with a license to flirt Buffer the mighty tightly sequins with a price on the Murs covert Mr. Blizzard shoulder (Cold) he always acts all pissy Plus your
