all You go to sleep you wake up you do it again And there's a beat you make up inside of your head And every street's a river
and shackles Boo hoo hoo run the motha fuckin track You're a mutcha fuckin lie Fuck you you stupid say dee I dare you you you Fuck you you're late for
got bikes an trains I'm just glad for the love you bring So you better not shout, you better not pout Yall know what I'm talkin' about Merry Christmas
a few tips from you do you show all attention after working all day do you clean up after him like he ain't house trained let him walk all over you but
I get on the train and I just stand about Now that I don't think of you I keep falling over I keep passing out When I see a face like you What am I coming
wish u were us(us) you know we own this party you know we run this town I'm about to steal your girlfriend I'm about to knock you down sorry but your train
make livin. Its so sad, its so sad, its so sad, its so saaaddd! All these slimy, grimy women World and women takes a livin. Its so sad, its so sad, its
the Joneses Whatever they wear in the videos, you want it You tryin to find the nigga with the biggest contract To get you pregnant, so you can ride around
that I appear Oh the more, the more The more you try the eraser The more, the more The more that you appear (Kanye) lifestyles of the broke an famous let you
a ride wit a star straight outta that lone star state Where Michael Watts trained and told me I gotta hold my weight That motivation is the key when you
The distant echo of far away voices boarding far away trains To take them home to the ones that they love and who love them forever The glazed, dirty
the dance with you When you grow up you'll moon stomp mi lady To moon stomp is in your blood You'll have to make a keen decision But you'll know everything
eh eh!!! - Run me, run me, run me in the dirt yeah x3 Yeah! Are you ready man? I saw you!!! Now, how do we decide, who lives and who dies Its heads
Petey Pablo I told y'all (I told y'all) Everybody happen y'all wouldn't listen to me (I told y'all) Now you see it poppin' off, got you in the club dancing
spitting that il be the death of a king its like I've gotta learn to focus my mind and i know its the times that no one behold the scene could be mine draw you
I could give you to hip you Never let these traits trick you Mighty ambiguous of you to think I love slut, shit Dig you a hole, take the shovel and dig you
just can't make a sound You tell me that you need me Then you go and cut me down, but wait Tell me that you're sorry Didn't think I'd turn around Its
and you know Im steady knockin trunk gone be poppin bumper unlockin all you hear is Beep and Im comin down swangin comin down, let the top up its fixin
