grind My mental be stressed on my pistol My only utensil for cheddar, it's on the level war Whatever my mind is my church and my kids or my pleasure
we can live as we believe Dog ain't ever gonna break our pride Ain't nothing you can do to keep us weak And all of my soldiers come together Get on your
s eta fucked none less than a hundred percent, The hustle that?s in me, my thug mentality Show me what to do to improve my salary, Don?t nobody move cause
out my face Oh what a disgrace, you can't disgrace Boys I'll erase you boys to mincemeat Human means T, O's, N's, why's this is just a tease before my
don't like to work that hard). I like to lay back, relax, and enjoy my time, and let your eyes roll back and my toes curl. (I love when you do that
my mental state Think I need to rehabilitate Wipe the slate, look inside your fate, can't wait But don't you motherfuckers can't come in the gate! Get
cube) Gunz (cube) Throw ya hands up what up now (it don't stop) South bronx represent that, brooklyn represent that (it don''t stop)<---overlaps last line--->(it don't
M.O.B.B! Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and touch your body like you want to, (GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit) Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on, M.O.B.B! Heyyyy
my chest [Eminem] I'm B-A-N-A-N-A-S [Royce Da 5'9"] I'm a C-O-C-O-N-U-T [Eminem] Put this CD in and you'll see The sequel to Scary Movie, bad is to
But Matta Fact Don't Mind Asking Cooling On Em Moving On Em My Shooters On Em Show This Flow Off Like A Trophy And A New Diploma Graduation Crackers Say That I Wasn't
Gotti, street raised, street paid I'ma sell my dope can't trust no bitch Pop my wheel break bread with my click If a nigga don't hustle then a nigga don't
Spell my name, B O B B Y B O B B Y, Bobby, repeat after me B, B, O, O, B, B, B, B, Y, Y D, D, I, I, G, G, I, I, T, T, A, A, L, L
Yeah! Come on! What it is? It's the P-L-A -N-E-T R-O-C-K Kweli, B-K S E-L A- V I You could tell I be Hell a free like college radio W Q H T gonna play
in my clothes chain on my neck, rocks up on my wrist dirt up in my piss, gotta partna named Chris movin keys, lemme chop em down in my safe I gotta key
be wantin to consider me a tomboy Boy get it right, I'm still strictly lovin men Send me your love, don't ever think I don't need it Shit I got problems
the back, Blazay Blah, so get the fuck out my face Oh what a disgrace, you can't disgrace Boys I'll erase you boys to mincemeat Human means T, O's,
if you don't give me no opponents? How can you see the future if you livin' for the moment? Hip-Hop couldn't die, I never offer my condolence But I'll