Thug, Young Dro, Clipse and Ja Rule) Uh huh Jones Dipset Birdgang b*tch You know what it is When you see me two twelvin' you homie You f**k n*ggas keep
Slim Thug, Young Dro, Clipse and Ja Rule) Uh huh Jones Dipset Birdgang b*tch You know what it is When you see me two twelvin' you homie You f**k n*ggas
you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? Anarchy
even when it's hard I'm glad to survive You waiting to die to see heaven, when you can have it alive You breathing but you ain't living, if you ain't
you remember my hand in your hair when you wrapped your head in the hood of my mother's sweater? Do you think of me when you listen to the Grateful Dead
based on the fact you know me You... interceeded on my behalf You... gimme everything that I have You... never leave me alone my sins I been told Cause you can
kills you Nobody cares That's why you gotta cut it out Nobody cares Capeesh Worry about yourself, your family, and people that are important to you Let me tell you
gotta grow, so if you saved and you've been pardoned We gotta grow, you ain't done you just getting started [Verse 2:] I was my own guide, would never
Kanye West (I AINT DEAD!) Streets prounounce me dead x6 I tell em I'm alive but rumor says I'm dead The reserruction of the dead... I could never get
said move bitch, Get out my way Stay the fuck out my way or you might get blazed You ask any motherfucker whos got the chronic And there gonna tell you
is Ms Dynamite, Yeah But you tell me... Chorus: You don't have to cry You don't have to cry no more As long as you keep holding on You can damn sure
Dre I saved hip hop Uh huh Jones Dipset Birdgang bitch You know what it is When you see me two twelvin' you homie You fuck niggas keep triple ninin',
can of RAID And your all little bugs And don't tell me to not get high Cause I'm as low as I can get without kissin your ass And blowin you at the same