from me ? You are life, you are life to be a chorus With nice little harmonies You thinking it over, thinking it over You thinking it over, thinking it over Well, it
I are? The M-A-Double, you want trouble you got it the spot is on You blot it I got it then shot it it's hot up in your dome Peace with the chrome
POLICE!" J-just like easy (??) and Charlie We mix it over a heartbeat, and run with the Undead Army! And you don't need to see the best of me The
folks can't stick together, And it's I, broke us down, made us pray to his God. And when I think about it, it makes me say damn, I wanna kill Sam. Verse
t we It's me, and her 'Cause what she prefers over me, is work And that's, where we, differ So I have to give her Free, time, even if it hurts So
for it again? How does it feel to make shooting stars in the sky? Was it a rush to almost die? Hello, sailor I said, "Hello, sailor." How does it feel
Marcy My Flatbush posse, generals of armies When it's time to form, just call me And let this song be, playin loud in Long B If you love Bucktown STRONGLY! RAISE IT
ready to roll Girl Im with you Whats it get you To get me So come on lets go b**** Im with you If you with it You with me You know Im down
so naive You know you're not fooling anyone You're not as tough as you think With dirty second hands, dirty second hands Can't get nothing for free It
it get you To get me So come on lets go b**** Im with you If you with it You with me You know Im down Down for life Load it, reload it and Lets go Gangster
over your shoulder You always seem to be looking back Feels like your mind's always somewhere else You're always looking over your shoulder You're always looking back Over and over
is breakin' 'em down Me breakin' 'em down, man Bump the Enterpri$e is breakin' 'em down Me breakin' 'em down, man Me breakin' down, me breakin' down Me
'll be here until it's all over And when it's all over, go back and slang boulders Can be stopped, not even by a bad soul Fuck Jed and Chad, it's Jay,
in Barneys, haters'll never harm me Rick Owens on me, bombers for my whole army Andele, andele, baby move fast She drop it down and bring it back, I
Move on over, I done told ya, boy I'm a G-Unit motherfuckin' soldier, boy And when you gon' get it in your brain The gate's wide open and the dog's off
Ay, go smoke yo' weed, nigga Yo, go drink yo' forty motherfucka It's Brick City dawgs over here We gon' take it down like this, yo, D-Don, Don It's
taken over Spreading like a social cancer, is there an answer? Mensa membership exceeding Tell me why and how are all the stupid people breeding Watson, it
Vietnam the only way he felt, then he won the belt again Now they want me in the army but they can't harm me 'Cause I ain't no punk, I ain't under man
