Get me out, out of here Can't take it anymore I'm going to explode Get me out of this place Get me out of here Can't take it anymore I think I
stage So like every single night they pick a fight with me But when we fight it's kinda like siblin rivalry Cuz they're back on stage the next night with me
tell you what it feels like And right now there's a steel knife In my windpipe I can't breathe But I still fight While I can fight As long as the wrong
run til now I disapeared you wonder how Looking for me, Im underground (x2) Dre. Im down here under the ground Pick me up, broken tibias fibias yeah fix me
on top of me Hes rapin me she trys to scream somebody please get him off me Hes tapin me hes bitin me hes laughin likes its funny Shes scrapin me shes fightin me
truck, with duct tape stretched out Ducked the fuck way down, waitin to straight jump out put it over your mouth, and grab you by the face, what now? Oh - you want me
like every single night they pick a fight with me But when we fight It's kinda like sibling rivalry Cuz they're back on stage the next night with me
me? (Sorry!) How the fuck could you do this to me? Repeat 1 (2x) Come on get out (I can't I'm scared) I said get out bitch! (Let go of my hair, please
Cucaracha with a quadri-plegic, boogieing down to Frank Sinatra, Lyndsay to the Lohan naked while you let me watch ya, who da knew the Buddah do to me
, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi See me ride out of the sunset On your colour tv screen Out for all that i can get If you know what i mean Women to the left of me
Me couldn’t find me nine(um hum) So me go, pull out me knife(so me say) (repeat 2’x) (spilff star) A lot of brothers don’t like me Screw me when the
leave behind My good intentions for you makes me one of a kind You'll get by in your fortress you will hide behind that wall But one day you will find out
Styles That's how we knockin 'em down, no other option around Cause I'm just cockin' a plow, me and my popular pals Don't make me hop in the crowd, stop
Stay Tight Like Pussy At Night. Baby Don't Get Me Wrong I Could Do That Pussy Right. But I'm Too Wrong To Write. Too Fresh To Fight. Too Paid To Freestyle
you can't blame him That's just how the dice roll when you can't fade him Get too deep up in that water and they can't save ya Me I come out of that water
people you done But look, everytime I brought me to ya, you all about fun What made you bring a knife to a gun fight... now that's not right! Why your
to 'em) [Common] I've been in this 'ere since we were drinkin beers Years we've spent together, used to break up, get together, split a fight Every night
