flying Tryin' to turn on my own head Tryin' to turn on my own head Turn on my own head Me, I'm still out flying Tryin' to turn on my own head All the
hit, I ain't go no patience But I'm a couple tacos short of a combination Ooh...Get on your head like a shovel from the gravel When them scams dope deals
beat Fly girl undressed in the backseat I might look a sneak I won't steal a peak Caught a glance from some good sounds Don't eat from the Ground
upside your head Drag your ass across the club, heard what I fuckin' said? We ain't scared, prepared to take this thang to the streets Capric-e and Fleetwood ride good
Trash Party! *2nd Verse* Pull a fifth of Bacardi from outta my underwear And walk around the party without a care Like a body without a head Lookin' like a zombie from
was one twenty "I already gave you my lunch money what more do you want from me?!?" He said, "Don't try to run from me, you'll just make it worse..."
it what would elvis do in your shoes now here i am 3 months later full blown relapse Just get high untill the kids get home from two homes relax And since
that I don't belong here You've made that perfectly clear, I get my ass kicked damn near everywhere From Bel-Air shopping center just for stopping in there From
allegiance to the flag of the United States of America And to the Republic for which it stands One nation under God Indivisible... It feels so good to
the devil, i'll never get it back I just wanna leave this game with level head intact Imagine goin' from bein' a no one to seein', everything blow up
and companionship Remember when I treated you good I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood Me and you a happy home, when it was on I
your one of the poor ones you just got to work hard [CHORUS] I'm on flight 187 187 Departure from the hood Destination hell or heaven 187 187 Departure from
is achin' (My back is achin') From all love makin' (From all love makin') Oh, yes, I'm taken Ain't no use in fakin' (Oh) My ups, my downs My high and my lows From head
wasn't good enough for her, She had a pretty face, But her head was up in space, She needed to come back down to earth. 5 years from now, She sits at home
peace for the people then ya say alright 'Cause George W's got nothing on me We got to take the power from he When I'm on the mic I feel good to go Like
silent standing in the darkness Of my living room This used to be my home How far will I go To make it feel right? “Come home” I’m moving forward
came here like so many did To find the better life To find my piece of easy street To finally be alive And I know nothing good comes easy And all good
safe and warm When he comes home to me I'll be right at the door. (Stack$) And now im knocking at your door miss Open up, looking gorgeous, fly from head
