I'll never stop I don't give a fuck If it's me against a million billion of y'all, mother fuckers I will never stop I bust six out the roof of my Bentley
Buck 50 your face and then butter your throat It don't matter where you been or where you at I'm here now and I'm bangin, kid you softer than the Queen
patience More you win they want you to lose I don't floss no more, I drop jewels They hope we might chill the heights real Still we got fire that will
ya But keep it gangsta wit me, now don't go get ya lawyer 'Coz my combo quick and they comin' like De La Hoya Watch ya ass in the streets 'coz they will
you won't get cus three hits of ecstasy will make ya won't get i don't wanna settle down but now i'm willing to see i'm numb to the world and now i'm
Lift my arms out wide I open my eyes And now all I wanna see Is a sky full of lighters A sky full of lighters [Eminem] By the time you hear this I will
they claw me in my foster or false reflection You should call me sometime I won't answer but, at least I'll know you care How will you know it was me
about the kids The kid's got funky soul, come on now The kid's got funky soul You know,the kid's got funky soul I said, the kid's got funky soul The
While him knows he's still alive Stick up kid, thinking you're a glory boy Oh, fronting that stupid toy But you don't get that it's yourself you will
allowed Maybach triple white like I'm riding in a cloud no denim on my seats, baby you gon' need a towel ride sexy through the city see me you will be
man I watched him heal a blind man now I see yeah I live this life until this life won't let me live here anymore Then I will walk yes I will walk With
shit to ya More profit for your greedy ass No one to split the grip wit ya Common sense will keep you safer than vests LA streets will make your
You try to scream, you choke You try to run, your legs are broke You're bulletproof I hope.. Yo, I ain't no nigga to flex, but I will flip Fuck up a nigga
I'm at is over packed With young blacks who crash crack and gats I can only pray, you don't come this way You gotta stay alive, you got a kid G I feel
got a deal with you own reflection in the mirror And I don't know you buster So what you did a bid You still a bitch kid And not too many niggas gonna
true penalties of fame and the wealth Tell me who can I trust? I can't trust myself Got the devil got me thinking 'bout them ill moves Every damn kid
't leavin' traces here to Redder-Dip I'm aimin' a automatic find a bitch I'm hangin' up Protainin' up, boss strangler, better save my mother Flat packs will