Sitting in the back of a car Music so loud can't tell a thing Thinking 'bout what to say And I can't find the lines I'll go on and on with you Like to
with a pocket full of stones (Big Pokey) [14:16] A nigga on a mission steady in the kitchen, palm steady itchin boys steady wishin, talkin down on a nigga
a note Sayin I used to be a rapper I'ma joke Hooked on dope and I don't wanna live, damn Please somebody kill me and end this life big Back 2 crack I
and end this life big Back 2 crack I'm all fuckin tried Slangin' them dub tapes out the hoop ride I tried, I tried to be a hip-hop star But this rap
tims But you will respect the 4th Star Or I'm spit 4 at your sports car When you spit bar listen par You better respect or I'm a have the check Let the
Holyfield" A nigga hooked up with E and got mass appeal New crib, big Benz with the chromey wheel Lovin life, stress free how a nigga feel [car crashing] [Big
like you some kind of fuckin star [Q] I 'member back in the days when you had that lil' green car [S] Yeah I had a green car, you know why? I like cash
