me what it means and you can't see how much remains what to do and what do you expect from whom... from another kind of me for fake...for fake...for fake...for fake
tell me what it means and you can't see how much remains what to do and what do you expect from whom... from another kind of me for fake...for fake...for fake...for fake
you take me for? a joke? you smokin crack? Before I do that, I beg Mariah to take me back I get up 'for i get down, run myself in the ground, 'for I
When it's time to handle business, nigga lay low Although I'm young, I'm still comin up I'm gettin paid, pullin raises on niggas when they runnin up
to speak You taught me first, fake nigga can't stop a G And all the shit you went through Meant a lot to me But when they locked you up for for nothing
Get your hands up The sky's falling, get your hands up It's the apocalypse got a mouth full of lambs blood The dam broke down, The whole town flooded
in the hood, them niggaz blow you away You the type to get paper when I'm locked up, get yo jewels rocked up Then have to tuck em in when I pop up Niggaz
in the hood, them niggaz blow you away You the type to get paper when I'm locked up, get yo jewels rocked up Then have to tuck em in when I pop up
We all want someone to shout for Yeah, everyone wants somebody to adore But your heroes aren't what they seem When you've been where we've been Have
the (?) guise claiming they lost there mind she aint really seen sh-t n-gga til you had the whole World flipped upside down right side up from the DEC so the Eastside's up fired up
switch up because some niggas stalked you up. Or is the fact that they thought you was rollin with us. Left you all draged, like two trains crashin it up
serving Stay away from fake motherfucks like Mark Fuhrman Got your whole entire +Little House on the Prarie+ burning Stick me for my rhyme like you
don’t make me pull the trigga Another reason for me to have to poor my own swigga Thought I was posing for word up but a fed took my picture Surgeon general
, balls your pencils As hollow tips get in you Bots cutting to slice your face you Rhymes is natural Hold two lives and four wives Up in the crack capsule
brains and cuss Learn pain and plus Get tricks to claim the bust Think they nuts Slurp them up Hook or work them up Wake them up, break them up Taking crust shake them up
suddenly There shone a hideous light And a voice like three insanities Soared up in thistled speech... "thou hast bred hate where there dwelt none And for
old cop bar down in silverlake Where we spoke about the give and we joked about the take And when they asked for identification I knew hers probably was a fake
