[Chorus:] I gave you everything (I said I gave you everything) Somehow it just wasn't enough (It just wasn't enough) Why don't you trust me (Why don'
out with a bang I showered the slang, simple as A,B,C's Skip over the D's and rock the microphone with E's Dethrone MC's and I'ma max alone Relax your
the stars look closer to me I'm a mad man, this is a real life movie, mad max S.K.'s, A.K's max,,A.B.R's spittin' and it ain't a rap My mommy dearest
! Aight check it, you see I only bag ya for a second You never see me beggin, you see the slimmie naked in my headroom, mo' better yet my bedroom Tippedy tokin, and stutterin as if she's Max
Dirty E N T We all we got Star tracks on the G M B I'm not the man sittin' next to the man But I'm the man sittin' wonderin' if I'm a ever see you again
is that Go-Hard-Mexican Flowin' through your veins like medicine Wanna be down? On the H-town Real ballas fight for the rebound B-town to motherfuckin
ignorance be keepin me out in the cold Who do I call when I'm in need of a ride? in somebody elses car How do I get from point A to B if B is just to
when I pull up and park, is when I'm makin' my mark See the fact's that I'm tryin' to strive and capitalize in Start to max-a-mimize and b-build a ent
to pack a .380 Now I'm spittin', sittin' between Shady and Jay I pull da jeans down on my bitch and then wave Cause the pussy Max B wavy when she ain'
pack a three-eighty Now I'm spittin sittin between Shady and Jay (ohh!) I pull the jeans down on my bitch and then wave Cause the pussy Max B wavy when
to fade 'em into black Hit 'em with the crossover, made 'em jump back And before all that I used to make 'em pump crack Ridin? shotgun in the A slumped back Max
is babblin' my lyrics is travelin' like a javelin to stab you in the abdomen" "The intellectual athelete accurately rappin' so rapidly, Yet he makes perfect sense mathematically" "I walk the B
bang Aight check it, you see I only bag ya for a second You never see me beggin', you see the slimmie naked In my headroom, mo' better yet my bedroom Tippedy tokin', and stutterin' as if she's Max
the max when I push my own limits Without even a second to lose and no minutes No hours no time to waste anything I gotta make it count and amout to everything
phone rings in the house. MAX picks up the receiver.) MAX Yes? JOE Max, it's Mr. Gillis. I want you to do me a favor. MAX I'm sorry Mr. Gillis. I
m fixin to be, OG Nixon in 3 Enough jew'ls you fool i'm cool, my kicks are a G I got tramp whores, yours, been V.I.P. since B.I.G. I never seen a dance
