a lot of dick Boy-girl groups make me sick And I can't wait 'til I catch all you fagots in public I'ma love it Vanilla Ice don't like me, said some
a lot of dick Boy/girl groups make me sick And I can't wait 'til I catch all you faggots in public I'ma love it Vanilla Ice don't like me Said some
down you're startin' to scare me" She said, "I'm twenty six years old and I'm not married I don't even have any kids and I can't cook" I'm over here
piece of mind Help me, please Help me, please Oh yeah baby won't you help me, please Help me I'm searching though I don't succeed For someone's love
and expand Some don't like what I do, I say fuck it, they're critics, too Don't contemplate with them, I just concentrate on you Now it's the medicine
I can condone Constant elevation, till I'm fully blown I'm on my own now, in my own world feeling free Can't change the way I am with your insanity I
change he changed I ain't gon' lie yeah I changed, but it was for the better mayne When I was broke ain't have to worry bout gold-diggin' hoes When I was broke I ain't
No Mas] Can I kicks it? I kicks it for the others so I kick it for you I gotta nag a dog and note to Billy - I gets down Sound's got a lot I got my own
me send it out, so I ain't got to force quit Cause I'm doing better now, don't mean I never lost shit I was married to a state of mind and I divorced
can The world won't get no better If we just let it be, na, na, na The world won't get no better We gotta change it, yeah Just you and me Wake up,
the am I supposed to do? So I did it, don't stop get it get it get it All of a sudden these critics they wanna spit it Kay Are Ess One is contradictory
, one, two or three It's the same behind every door, me There's no escape, now gimme that bald head The crowd can't help, look, they're all dead At home
to get drunk Role that blunt, lets get fucked up What you think that I can't hang? Just because I'm stumbling? I'm a warrior, bitch recognize Sipping
With a wic check, plus I inspect my roots And walk in naked, with spirits and ouija board I shake-n-bake it naked, like betty crocker I use a black marker, I
Up in her crib I don't need her permission 'cause I aint gonna let her live I stay sick with it And come equipped with it After I finish with that
what I want in my life, I want for my brother Know what I want for my wife, I want for my mother It ain't a question on what I would do for my squad
two I'mma track you down and pull a *** rapper root Ain't no way you *** can hide I can get you in the house, I can get you outside I'mma load da pump
