in a different way don't want to tell you your place don't want to get in your face don't want to live my life that way don't want to know what you think don't
you don't know what you want to be you don't know what you want to do never going to amount to much of anything so what's the difference if you win or
not enough this time there's only so much you can squander from a feeble mind you've got a problem with your life you've got a problem with your mind don't
say don't you turn away from me i can't say another word i haven't said before don't you turn away from me don't ask for my apologies i don't have anymore
shy? Ain't like you to hold back or hide from the light, I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited, But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it,
k-k-keeper You had a good girl, good girl but Didn't know how to treat her, t-t-t-t-treat her (treat her) So silly boy get out my face (my face) Why do
) Stop, pop, don't drop Pour me a little (Put your hands up) Stop, pop, don't drop Pour me a little (Take it to the floor) Stop, pop, don't drop Pour
style, they had grace Rita Hayworth gave good face Lauren, Katherine, Lana too Bette Davis, we love you Ladies with an attitude Fellows that were in the mood Don't
don't care at call They're gonna ease your pain and sorrow But we heard the same before All my loving friends taking nothin' home And I can't be the
face That was a hard ride home, I don't know how I survived They took turns - One would beat me while the other one was driving I can't believe it
I said If you don't wanna get dead No, it ain't no cure, ice cold in the low, the gorilla The mo' scrilla the more real-la, I live to rule Don't hold
Hit with more shit that make you feel brand new Steady solid gold posting like Marilyn Macu Suckers suffocating till their faces turn blue You don't
like I ran away Hear not, bitch I'm still the king, check the resume Asshole til they bury me or I get sent away Ballin off, don't apply to me, I'm thinkin
you turn around And run away, run away Runaway, runaway Turn around and run away, run away Runaway, runaway But I can't tell you if you run away, run away Turn
who'll corrupt your heart with too much kindness? Salute your Busta Rhymness She met a black man in Chicago My superwoman licked it I don't need any
[Pharrell] Skateboard P make your face fall off Serve a bitch straight D make her face fall off (ok) n-ggas come through and make your face fall off what
now grab your girl, hops No excuses when the bodies begin to drop Look in my face, fool, it look like I'm playin' Don't become another victim of mic
cold lampin' like a black king on a throne Evil E, turn up the microphone So I can ill and break on the rollin' tape Another album to make? Great Islam turn