can feel it slowly drifting away from me I'm on the edge, so why you playing? I'm saying I will never ever let you live this down, down, down Not for nothing
on the low People check my style - it's new and original It's always been like this - since I was a kid Pockets fit my vest - shoes match my necklace
can't hear you there. There's something there. You try to match it without a hope in hell, you fucking fool. What fucking difference does it make? There's nothing
s all a dream To the one who never sleeps And make a joke For the one who's going broke The poster boy cracked The priest is on his back and your love is on
's really bad at lying So watch me strike a match On all my wasted time As far as I'm concerned you're Just another picture to burn There's no time for
here planning my revenge There?s nothing stopping me From going out with all of your best friends And if you come around saying? sorry to me My daddy?s going
and sand Nothing ever goes as planned, I just couldn't face going home It was just a drag on my own. They finally threw me out My mother got drunk on
'm living on the edge and i got nothing to lose so i keep my motor running all through this endless summer night and there's no one who can touch me it's
D.C. girls getting them ass shots Got them for a reason shortie, go ahead bust it open I keep a secret baby, nothing's heard when nothing's spoken Haters
is a bunch of weirdo's you's a airhead bitch, scarecrow haha, aint nothing old but my money bitch hahaha, this is grown liquid assests Benjamin's my
s alright, it's okay, we're alone baby [both:] so let's keep on touching baby [Nivea:] you [R Kelly:] you, oh baby [Nivea:] oh boy [both:] let's keep
a bitch with a menstral Claiming you a murderer and spelt it wrong You but the "E" before the "D" because that's all you on You on Pac's dick (bitch
[Tupac] On your knees nigga get on your knees and pray [Ja Rule] Em you claim your mother's a crackhead and Kim is a known slut So what's Hailie gonna
ya M.C's gonna do now? It's gonna be a slaughter and here's my plan You won't even get bread and water my man Gonna put you on the racks like a pair
another way instead of packing .9's Toting K's and holding MAC's But we know time ain't rolling back And hungry hyenas, they ain't folding jack So on
nothing home, I don't wanna hear nothing But brought to the world Innocent, two month old little girl But what am I to do? Yo, I lost my boo It's like