becoming this, all I want to do Is be more like me and be less like you I've become so numb Can I get an encore, do you want more? I've become so numb
lightning bolt to hit Did it work you make the call? Shaggy? What up y'all? You can call me mad professor I will make a friend for me You can call me
. Yet tain't being dead, it's my awful dread of an icy grave that pains. So I want you to swear that foul or fair, you'll cremate my last remains." Well
me stimulate your mind, body and soul, I know you want to try that Now motherfucker can you buy that, tell me baby can you buy that? I got you under
a memory They spillin' liquor on the curb when they mention me But they're ain't no fear in me, get it how you live That's if you hearin' me then dug
my nine and these handles in these fools Now tell me what you busters want with me? They started talking about pockets on the ground you mean Empty my loot out, you
nine and these handles in these fools Now tell me what you busters want with me? They started talking about pockets on the ground you mean Empty my loot out, you
's like you're a magnet for sin Punk pretend to be your friend 'til they get close enough to your ends To do you in, that shit puts me on ten And make me
or chop low flaminga I got hoes, papo that lock load the finger So all the broads now all across town All aboard now, let's all get all down Yeah, on
I lay you niggaz out like tomorrow's outfit You gettin me pissed, you niggaz ain't about shit Before you get me started I suggest you bounce bitch I got
jaw Fuck that My nigga you dead an gone But you better believe Im bustin back Aint got no time For individuals Who just wanna trip You done broke his jaw You
A lil gang bang with a low class hoe She suckin fuckin me I really thought you knew She wanted to fuck my crew Now what you wanna do hook See all my
cash me *** test me all you want, I'ma smoke when I'm ready Pants hangin' off me 9 'cause my *** heavy (Hood) I ain't spoke to you yet, dawg, 'cause
you talk to me look me in my damn eyes Cuz I been through it all and my scars prove it Cuz when it come to that paper homie Ima do it I just rhyme part time
smokin' you Never personal, nowadays, it's the ways Some niggaz watch you, see you when you think on the low Ain't hard to spot you, you swore to keep
me, boy betta be quick Get low, get low, get low, get low They fight, they fight, they fight, they fight Get low, get low, get low, get low They shoot