Lirieke:
Heart W T F

W L O R F A It's alright, baby I can't get you out of my mind Your love is one of a kind You've given so much of yourself I swear, don't want nobody

If I ain't a Lunatic, then what do ya call that If my pockets ain't obese, then what do ya call fat I wasn't born on purpose, I was unpurposely born I

t make good h*** Never talk down on a pimp and his w*** Unless you know the whole story, broke b*** Before you met me you wasn't nuttin' I f*** wit'cha

Bower, no scary cowards You better check tha Y E L A W O L F Buddy I'm in ya ash tray like a toenail clip Flick, flick the cherry, don't ash on my sofa

Ball and chain at my feet But I got a curfew But baby I don't want to have to hurt you She said she want to run away with me But that can't be (Nah,

i hear them screamin god damn it there goes the emineminem there aint no hittin him that think that we just cranked up but he been w them its trick

Yeah! Come on! What it is? It's the P-L-A -N-E-T R-O-C-K Kweli, B-K S E-L A- V I You could tell I be Hell a free like college radio W Q H T gonna play

stutter we're the [Incomprehensible] Description of my rhyme? Hmm, butter! Better yet milky, smooth and silky Don't applaud you fraud, you wasn't with me When I started rappin', you wasn't

s in my arm, my wife Tomica at my legs (Ruthless), I mean Records, we got married on my deathbed I could hear Jerry Heller in the hall But I couldn't hear