you Quite as good as I could have If I made you feel second best Girl, I'm so sorry I was blind You were always on my mind You were always on my mind
t gon' rest I'ma bang on and make this music that we sang on A skunk pussy nigga always got my stank on Hang on, you wasn't shit before we came on You
on and so on I'm a teach these cats how to live in the ghetto Keepin' it retrospective from the get go Lay low, let my mind shine like a halo Politic
now that he signed a contract Now he got jealous and mad at my shine Making silly tapes, I'm always on his mind Nonsense, not to be obnoxious kid Mega
Wall" wit mines I'm grabbin my balls when I rhyme, nine nines bustin plus Ball all the time, now stay on your mind like great sex You aint on my mind
than a stack And 80 carats on my chest provides a special attraction 50 G's in my jeans plus the dough from the waller It's the reason I'm the king girl
of my life all of my life all of my life All of all of all of my life alright Tell them all it's the diary of my life There it is my life right there
my lead I got some gifts to bring It's an everyday life for the Reefer King [Chorus] [Verse 3 - B-Real] I got the cream of the crop My crop means cream
yours Oh my god, I'm walking towards her My mind screaming stop, but my legs keep walking forward Straighten up your face, nigga, she see you coming for her My
[Bun B] I'm sittin in my spaceship 2009 lexus I'm dippin through this gooniverse AKA that Texas I pop open my cargo hatch And let'em see the payload Me
my time I had to roll with the punches and keep my ducks in a line I keep my mind on my money, I keep my mind on my paper I keep a glock inside my pocket
, pull out on you, blew you for the cause And Sudan outst a nigga, seclude you from my Clan This is water glock, aces on cameras sniffin' raw Why try
surface What's the purpose? I just, go my way Know my way, 'till bullets blow my way Which they might 'cause any night can change your life Keep your state of mind
gotta get up off my ass And go chase these cholo muthafuckas I hate those fuckin' Mexicans I'm always gettin' caca from the blaca The B.G. hooter always
complicated Not separated, from my DJ, you see my voice is now faded I'll see you folks around the way, criminal minded Criminal minded, criminal minded, criminal minded
with the clown Dark Lotus for life until I'm dead in the ground! I give a dap to all my homies and killaz who get it started All my juggalos always
