You're done before you started You're dead in the water You're dead in the water You're dead in the water You're dead in the water
You're dead in the water You're dead in the water You're dead in the water You're dead in the water You're dead in the water
're dead in the water You're dead in the water You're dead in the water You're dead in the water You're dead in the water
vet smokin' on a wet cigarette (who these niggas think they are) (wishin' on a ghetto star i represent my tar) I start bustin' and they scatter like water
’s top ten, and tat my face with 10 tears, That’s 10 funerals, 10 caskets, 10 3-piece Ralph Lauren suits, 10 motorbikes stopping traffic, And 10 reasons
?s top ten, and tat my face with 10 tears, That?s 10 funerals, 10 caskets, 10 3-piece Ralph Lauren suits, 10 motorbikes stopping traffic, And 10 reasons
court when these problems first began? The year 84, November, day 10 Overwhelmed by the wicked inspirations of an evil gen I realize my ideas has spawned for 400 years
Chorus) This for the boys that?s on the grind/ Servin bids and doin crime/ Stuck in the pen and doin time/ Facin 10, 20, Life/ (Verse 1) Make ways of
Damon for a drink of the water, shit he said "Sure, drink it" Ice cold cup sweatin and I gulped it It was Gin, wasn't water, but I still downed it Uncle
D-F-B...Bitch!) You wanna be a billionaire? (10 Hoe!) Nigga you wanna be what I wanna be...(10 Hoe!) I wanna be a fuckin trillionaire! (10 Hoe) [Chorus
-F-B...Bitch!) You wanna be a billionaire? (10 Hoe!) Nigga you wanna be what I wanna be...(10 Hoe!) I wanna be a fuckin trillionaire! (10 Hoe) [Chorus
was but it blew my mind must've been about 10 whole hours hearing the time an eatin' the flowers rolling around without a case thought that all my friends were dead
I.. I don?t think that?s what the Champion had in mind when he took that swing. The ball is now 10 yards.. um into the woods after ricoshaying off the
penniless. Maybe in the morning, as the politician sipped breakfast tea, She lay cold and dead before the empty grate. Every year thousand of people
the siccamore tree which makes me A more sicker emcee than my momma would claim At 10 pounds when I was born I didn't give her no pain Although through the years
to me But quit the yapping before I proceed to clapping And you gon' see the captain with plans of getting me captured Even behind bars, I'm still gon' shine I'm 10 years
