baby i'm coming baby i'm coming got it? you got it? got it? you got it? i gottagotta go i gotta go to hell the place to get me well it's that i simply
my lumps Fell down and I got right back up But I need that spark to get psyched back up And in order for me to pick the mic back up I don't know how
do, I tried to relax I got dressed up in those ancient artifacts And when I walked into school, it was just as I thought The kids were cracking up
you knew; I ain't no punk or no pooh-butt Step to me, the cops are still diggin niggaz up What's up? What's up? What's up? You wanna try your luck
Nobody ever said life was gon' be easy But damn Just a kid, moms died when I was seven Pops died, eleven, what's up with heaven? It's hell when you're
my grip, check my bitch, keep my game tight So many hos on my jock, think I'm a movie star Nineteen, I got a fifty thousand dollar car Go to school,
, we in here We tossin it up I got my man Everlast in the house Tossin it up, youknowwhatimsayin Kid Jazz and Bango couldn't be here But we gon' to' it up
my hair never comb When mama gone a work me go street go roam I remember when Danny dem take me snow cone And make him licke bredda dem kick up Jerome
Mama gone a work me go street go roam I remember when Danny dem tek me snow cone An mek him likkle bredda dem kick up Jerome I remember when we visit
though She's strung out on crack time Shirley never knew what it was to be held in real love Together getting high to get to mess up their night Anything to get up
Whole world want my demise Turn my music up, here me clearly If y'all niggas fear me just say y'all fear me Fuck all these fairy tales Go to hell, this
off the leash Fresh off the streets Same timin so I guess you can say Im fresh off the beach If theres 5 best rappers Homie lets all compete And if you aint spittin crack Step the hell
the fountain of a hotel Fortune teller that says maybe you will go to hell But I'm not scared at all The cracks in the crystal, the cracks in the crystal
'all wanna floss wit' us 'Cause all across the ball we burn it up Drop a little paper, baby toss it up Ya slackin' on your pimpin', turn it up See the
could do, I tried to relax I got dressed up in those ancient artifacts And when I walked into school, it was just as I thought The kids were cracking up
