, And you start to loose the tune. He shows he doesn't care, When he looks right through your stare With the jealousy running through And the girls he fakes
go far) He's an animal (Why do you keep stalking me) Monster (what'd you do to me) He's a monster (why did you take, why did you fake it) He's an animal
't no way we can be friends. The way it felt, no faking it maybe we were moving just a little too fast. But what we've done we can't take it back (
top broke off Fix your face, we back on the paper chase Never left, so I ain't gotta take your place Fuck the fake bogus niggaz that ain't notice the
fake fucks with no fangs Tryin' to draw blood from my ice cold veins I smell a massacre Seems to be the only way to back you bastards off Gossip, gossip
aint no way we can be friends (verse2) The way it felt, no faking it. maybe we were moving just a little too fast. But what we've done we cant take it
attack it Like a, raah, like a dungeon dragon You fell off, off, they must've bumped your wagon You musta went off the back, I'm 'bout to go off the
Trick off and lick off together No matter the weather Lets ease on down to the bow and to the bricks When I start to squeeze, I won't ease off a bit
layin' rhymes super sly,'cause this is do or die Make it or break it,although most emcees do fake it I'll say the ICE can't take it,time to microphone
across me Ripped off her blouse pushed her breast against my face Started gyratin' her waist Sounds fly like a hype sex thriller? But see she looked like Godzilla Pushed her off
made, nigga, that's why we play, nigga AKA the street hustler from the Westside Too damn fly, too much finesse for the hoo ride I rather take a mark off
the thing Feelin' the sun, backin' off of my pinky ring Hittin' the 'Shaw with my niggas and clown Lift the ass, hit the switch, raise the front off
hookers on the track from up north Vice cops, they watch 'em stroll back and forth They take a pay-off Or a blow job just to lay off The lane's no joke
take us all Let's get along with the Mexicans And we can all have peace on the sets again Imagine that if it took place Keeping the smile off their white fakes
that you feel is real Your homeboys from your crew, yeah them the ones that do you The suckas that got the player hater venom I wanna take 'em outside
Looked me in the face like a slave set free Met me in the club working your fake id I can show you things that you dream to see Take you off the street
