on the line and do we say that we try when that it is goodbye and i'm supposed to move on like it didn't mean a thing it was just too perfect to ever
t leave Some doubt, some believe, some lie, cheat, and deceive So it's only you and me When you weak, I'll make you strong, here's where you belong I ain't perfect
but without you i realised im not perfect i get it & i aint gonna change for you it took losing me for you too see this girl is really beautiful its too
get some satisfaction Blastin' like a madman Gettin' with the static nigga lovin' the action Yeah, my Bone Thug niggas, come on If any one of you niggas
let it/ I'm a count my blessings and pray that these haters ain't disrespecting/ Ain't ever no questions/ If we gotta rebel and do some checkin'/ At any
too We gettin' money where I'm from nigga You gettin' tired of your chick tell her pack her shit I'll come and get her I'll put her on to some shit and
pageant, it's a curse Always gonna be a better doorman at the best clubs How could thing's be any worse? Fucked up eyes, stupid grin Perfect people
verses, I'm speakin' 'bout the way I run around snatchin' purses. For every meaning theres a purpose, just because I never went to school it don't mean that I can't be perfect
for me to guide 'em If some shit ever just pop off, I'm supposed to be beside 'em That Ja shit I tried to squash it, it was too late to stop it There
you can not cash in your face We don't want your kind living in here Too, too, too bad Too, too, too sad Our first child is due here any day That's
tempo is slow and the rhymes are clever Me trade this beat? No, I will never, huh It gets funky at switch of a lever Some beats are great, this beat is greater And some
one or two, 'cept for a few Doubles and couples and I'll grip 'em like tools 'Cuz boy, you can't handles this None or any, one or many, some or plenty
police What is the life of a true hip hopper, the beats Peace love unity livin' proper with the beats In any endeavor whatever, we will prosper with our beats Some
the cool crown How you like me now? I terrorize rap music What manner of creature could do this? Canibus stupid Retarded, autistic artists You click, perfects
Always holding nigga, always sober. Call it paranoia [LA the Darkman] In your bushes, on the side of your house Waitin to smoke you when come in from hangin out Friday night, perfect
by the media's elite Positive or negative attention is viewed as success U.S.D.A. African American Beef is seen as progress We never ask ourselves too many questions Too
illegal build up But no one would wake up Our representatives were Milli Vanilli's For corporate Dallas Cowboy Beverly Hillbillies With perfect timing
They submit, bitch, don't be lying on my prick I'm too quick for your lies and deception Would you rise in my direction? If you strive for perfection
