my daughter, my mom is my mom nancy is my wife cause she is the bomb (hey don't forget about me in this roll call) together there as powerfull as my
the top of the world, you got to know what you like All my fellas and my girls, show who you are tonight You gotta do your own thing, you got to rock your own
finally flip my shit legit And workin' a different angle of the game Even though my hussle ain't changed I'm still prayin' my best presence to overcome my
Tomorrow never dies, we suicid missionaries (Come on cops) smokin' hats keeps my visions blurry My right hand nigga be my nickel nine on my ways never
.S. touchin' my fourth cup Me? My only problem is I'm more fucked Knowin' in my heart I can't sleep, till I bust off nuts Weed religion, for all my niggas
and A lot of you nigga's wanna be like me Spit my rhymes all around and y'all sang my shit Spit my rhymes all around and y'all sang my shit Switch my
a bad dream" I wouldn't worry 'bout it none, though They were my own dreams Were only in your head I said, "Hold it Doc, a World War passed through my
my own two hands We've traveled this land packed tight in minivans And all this for the fans, girls, money, and fame I play their game, and then they scream my
I guess my parents never really felt the same Spikes and leather jackets hurt my family name Now I'm on the streets, now I've been locked out Friends and punk rock
Yeah, for the world Keep going so that Yo, you can rock on We keep going so you can Yo, you can rock on We keep going so you can Yo, you can rock on We
you I guess im juss to real for niggas to adjust to Fuck me, naw bend ova nigga fuck you See I know whats what, who is who, and who is you Move you lose
Swel Boogie + Q-Unique] WHO WANTS TO BE A MILLIONAIRE? Don't worry now just take your time You have your water, your wife, plus three life lines WHO WANTS
for gettin' figures The Bridge blossoms with gossip Chicks who cock suck, niggas who hardly wash up And they light as paper weight I guess it's safe to say my
or concave I'm sort of a poor sport, nothing short of Liu Kang Got me feeling like [Hook: Akon] I fall and I rise, with the fire still in my eyes My scars and my
It was gangsta' gangsta' at the top of the list then I played my own shit and it went somethin' like this, Cruisin' down the street in my six-fo' jockin
on your own 'Cuz when you're rich you got friends but when you're poor you're alone So get your own on your own, it'll strengthen your soul Stop livin
, and I don't care, I'm a grown man. Hold my own hand, kickin' my own ass for cryin', I'm dyin' on the inside, they don't know who I am. Filthy, fraught
u say u gonna put a hurtin on me but thats all right because my homies are down fo the murdurin they said they never heard it in my rock 'cause i aint