I curse the earth that you walk on My life is gold your life is black Your life is fucking black..... Finish 'em all (Thanks to Tyler for these lyrics
don't really bother me look, we ain't serious unless we really gotta be humorous attitude like Kids in the Hall like Jim Carey, Mike Myers, hell we claiming them all
I'm on colo smilin', they think they got me But they'd try to crack me if they ever see a black me I thought I chose a field where they couldn't sack me
' for the ladies You know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Let 'em know how we feelin' right now Every time I come around, shawty love me down Run up on me like
black hair Kill 'em with a rhyme, or the bottom of my Nike Airs So quick son pick one, you don't want me to finish or I'll quickly take you to 1950 and
't know about me I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me But yo ass gonna learn and yo ass gonna see Hey, tell 'em
bars And me, gunslinger, clips, cock D My fashion on, I'm rocking 'em new Rasheeds I'ma finish ya, go in brother like Mr. Cee You could find me fucked
your back talk, I watch how niggaz cat-walk Over my pit of venom and send em to the asphalt For inquisitive, who wanna try to test me What protects me
all Rap niggaz is trash I don't give a fuck how much records you sold Tryin' to be me, keep it real dog, you'll die to be me You wanna know how it feel
just know y'all betta rock dis at da drop of a dime, baby! (Renaissance...) I don't care what chy'all say or what chy'all do But you got to be finished
test, bring it to 'em proper, potnah Comin' from the thirty-six chamber Math, let the plate spin Many brothers y'all be sparkin' Stray shots, all on
go hang (x2) To all my thugs and hustlas down to ride To all my thugs and hustlas on the line (It's about to be some shit!) To all my thugs and
admit it, y'all frontin Charles Hamilton, Joell Ortiz, even Joe Buddens All of them are better than him (Dexter), y'all don't know nothin (Dexter, come
's a shame Okay Salt, let me explain I'm hot like a fire, burned down, diminished Oh, now I see! Chill, let me finish I wanna make one and all understand
E R AG with a double E I said I go by the unforgettable name Of the man they call the Master Gee Well, my name is known all over the world By all the
just a soul whose intentions are good Oh lord please don't let me be misunderstood Misunderstood ain't gotta be explained But you don't understand me, so let me
first class, I fly standin on Virgin America's wing Nuts hang, knockin down skyscrapers Take a piss, make it rain, I'm the American dream Make it rain
