I don't care for anything I can't stand this anyway I'd live fast if it were fun Am I old enough to die young? I count one and I count two I hope to hell
I don't care for anything I can't stand this anyway I'd live fast if it were fun Am I old enough to die young? I count one and I count two I hope to
of the world, Now i travel round the globe, Showing love to the world. Who cares about the kids, They on drugs. Little young girls Selling their
[Raekwon] Straight up nigga, I'm a money nigga man You know what time it is wit me, yo That's right Take the track, cut the heads off, split it down
I said to, I said, “you pop that gum one more time...", And he did So I took the shotgun off the wall And I fired two warning shots... ...into his head
verge] of them gettin’ brown Thats a fact got a fear on their bozack Run, run, run, their ass off, they can not hide Yet cube, they can’t fuck with the
a fashion I love black women with a passion But when they gotta go and show their ass in I gotta clown the hoes, yeah You gotta watch the ones with the
knock your fuckin head off And I'm coming back hard Stunner get me to work, and I'm runnin that off I'm comin back with it, and let my team split it
potato on the head of my nine - it's deadly quiet Leave a nigga redder than swine, you damn pig The plan is to take everything and kill 'em all Young
[Nelly Talking] Free City This is a shout out to every young brother ya know Thats doin his thing right now Keep ya head up... He's walkin the yard
the city, block by block Breakin down bricks, servin em rock by rock He's everything a young gun wanna grow up to be But if only these young guns could
when I'm bustin' off, it's drippin' off the tip of her chin Chickens and hens, you know I keep 'em bendin' over for me With my chef hat, stuffin' poultry
you really understand? One-syllable word, old man? You got a problem with my space? Get your look out of my face 'Coz I've had it with your lies You'
fuckin' with mines A nigga, God blessed with such an undeniable shine I hope you know there's nothin' fresher The manifester apply the pressure Tie you up and gag you in your mouth with
, your eye will get swoll up Suckers who flexed yo, their deaths got tolled up, holled up 'Cause I'm not the nigga to toy with boy with the big mouth
can't take us all Let's get along with the Mexicans And we can all have peace on the sets again Imagine that if it took place Keeping the smile off their
young boys respect your name Keep your heaters at close reach cocked and ready Cause the streets will catch you slipping, rock ya steady Watch your back with
front of me I'm focused on the future cos yesterday is history [Verse 1] A hard head makes a soft ass guess yo mom didnt teach ya that pick a spot to beef with
