a newborn strife (Believe me, believe me) Cause even if it leaves me broken, My heart will spare the love to spill All over these constellations. And starstuck patterns that made me feel so real (Made me
newborn strife (Believe me, believe me) Cause even if it leaves me broken, My heart will spare the love to spill All over these constellations. And starstuck patterns that made me feel so real (Made me
Yo bitches sexin me take me to ecstacy Once I nut (ahh oh shit) I don't want 'em next to me If its on mother fucker believe I'm gonna ride I'm the type
in a Phantom and a G Wit' two pounds, two broads and a suite Two toned everything a nigga see Burnin' rubber in these motherfuckin' streets Made man, ol' head taught me
guns are so just irratic... (50 cent) Chorus 2 believe me, we run this rap shit forchezy, make makin millions look easy, everywhere you turn you see me, you hear me.. believe me
hors d'oeuvres Why, we only live to serve Try the grey stuff, it's delicious Don't believe me? Ask the dishes They can sing They can dance After all,
on me, they don't want Jayceon to play And the DA waiting on Jayceon to make a mistake So they can put me in the SWAT car and lock me away Give me a
York Hip-hop police on me think they runnin New York Till I lace my and1 show 'em how to run in New York They tryin to take me downtown put me under
ma do me I'ma do me You gon' do you You gon' do you I'ma do me I'ma do me (yes) You gon' do you You gon' do you I'ma do me I'ma do me [Verse 1: Knoc-
t living for Hit me with that seven eleven or that ten to four Get lucky maybe send me down a bitch or two At least put me in the place to kick it to
Uh Crazy (crazy) Ah (ah) Yo pussy kill me... Huh (huh).. yeah (yeah) yeah.. Huh, huh, huh ,huh.. [Nas] Pussy kill me when I was born (what) Pardon me
to me now, 84 hard, 84 soft wit me now Beautiful ladies, they want to walk wit me now, talk wit me now Push a glock for me now, sale cock for me now Fight