, a mink A pound of the real, a 37 inch link Money in the bank, a Coup to match it I was released like a boss mis-acting You know the kind of things
Burnt up bodies that rock with no burial Hammers that hardly work, go to work Like a slave on a hot day, with no water Blow you for props, in the cop'
to bring hope to my kind First words was a note I spoke in a rhyme My album'll touch you like the death of Malcom Comes in CDs, cassettes, internet, and
a lil liquor a lil rose for my lil young'n a n-gga suffer, aint eating nothing they still bluffin while I go hard and spit retarded like them little busta
So all that bullshit you talking, go head nigga You don't gotta slap me five or give me a hug And it hurts when you gotta kill a nigga you love But
seen a nigga that too live to die they say you get what you ask for, so get it 'cause you asked for it if a nigga ain't a thief, then he better have
never seen a nigga that too live to die) (They say you get what you ask for) So get it 'cause you asked for it (If a nigga ain't a thief) then he better
see you do it like you never did it before This the remix so you know I'm gone ball Me and uncle Silkk came to spit it for y'all Girls if you bout it
, ohh (Something you feel thing) (Come on, let me make you sing) Let me put y'all on like a bulb in the socket In the club niggaz knock it wit' a dub
-time rappers, one of a kind rappers, too Yeah, you wanna go around the world, but you gotta have ??? You wanna paint a perfect picture but ain't got
you all about it Kill'a of the Hill'a, crawl like caterpillar Pour a fo-fo up in my grapes as for real'a This for my gangstas, forty-five stainless Throw
stress left with no extra You's a mess, true depressed steps can infect ya I'm a product of some shit gone wrong Even though I speak to many with a hit song
you a genius boy [Chorus] Now when you hear this song you know it's on (Babygirl) when you hear this song you know it's on when you hear this song you
genius boy [Kanye West] Now when you hear this song you know it's on (Babygirl) when you hear this song you know it's on when you hear this song you
you a genius boy Now when you hear this song you know it's on, baby girl When you hear this song you know it's on, baby girl When you hear this song
the way you move Like a old great beat, I'ma catch a groove Or like a old hip-hop joint, you nice and smooth, come on, girl This is just for the nasty A
self Pretty Tony You tryin' ta make a hit, but your shit sounds phony Not like AT&T but like ET You can't be me, so would you please see If you can
much You just do what you have to, shut up and drive If you come apart later, well at least you?re alive You can get you some help, you can deal with