be my Mami I'll be there when you need thug love in your life Baby your husband ain't gon be home Let's hook up tonight I'll be there at the spot 8:11
Shady so they can be evil baby I like that! I'm only as crazy as people made me Believe me, there'll be just as many muthafuckin' murderers And heroin
must Bad as I want to, some shit I just don't discuss So point him out and watch how I knock him off Everywhere you bitches go, I got a nigga watching
my enemy enemies, enemy, when will I see? enemies, enemy R.I.P. Verse Two: Where you gonna run when God wanna do ya? J. Edgar Hoover, I wish I
away, run away from here I'm shooting out of this room Because they sure don't like the company You stop your preaching right there 'Cause I really don't care and I'll
Sometimes I'm ill the other times buck wild But the science is always there I'd be a true sucker if I acted like I didn't care I rap for brothers just
roof and I'm peepin' out the scene And there's no one I can spot So I get my ass down, walked around to the window And I broke the bitch out with a rock
shit all on the carpet, I seen a (Murder, murder) I pin-pointed my target, I'm making my way up out the building I got the nigga that I came here to
I pause And ask God why did he put me on the serve, just so I could die I sit back and build on all the things I did wrong, why I'm still breathing And
fuckin' picture, I swear by everythin' spit in my rhymes It's only hollow points I spit out my nine Drillin' niggaz on the block, when I'm passin' through I
is I piss on it! Stamp bricks on it Take your street work, let your bitch pump it I'm your next door tenant, that'll strip you down 'Til your barefooted
in Shady so they can be evil baby I like that! I'm only as crazy as people made me Believe me, there'll be just as many muthafuckin' murderers And heroin
mouth without Chap or Blistec Here's a mothafucka, I didn't flunk diaper rash I'm verbally toxic, metal-piercing, forked, hollow point tongue Dum dum,
ass Don't call me, I ain't ready to squash it yet, kiss my ASS I don't wanna talk to Hex, I am so sick I should be compared to cancer Y'all throw up your
if I ever get a license to carry Shit, that's a license to kill niggaz [Verse 3: T.I.] I refuse to lose, I rather give these weak dudes the blues And
crazy!" There's no love to be found Cappa' slide through with the Ghost Post up like paint on walls Drip jewels, big heat Ruffle inside the bubblegoose It's the Odd Couple, hollow points
says I fake, got pies like betty bake, top balla in every state In Chi, I'm mike, Boston, I'm Kenny In Miami, I'm Timmy and Phoenix, I'm Penny Damn,
