Anything you ever asked from me You got it, yeah you got it Too much and now you think that you'd be better off without The next one that you tease will
let you know, just in case you didn't know That them Attic Crew boys steppin' in just for the low And if you ain't wit' it, then deal wit' it, I gotsta
speak And if by chance you catch it then listen, the wisdom Epic, open hitting, choking up you've done it now and woken up The giant scientist of hits that make you
picture this) you only have to use yo' mind What you know good (you know good) It's your world and I'm just in it (what?) It's just the way that God must
it (that's right) Let yourself go (self go) the way I keep it real with a smile that reminds you of my Bentley front grill (ehehe) Yes it's on again (
it up now Celebrate it! Celebrate it! It?s a holiday nigga I made it! Celebrate it! Celebrate it! It?s a holiday nigga I made it! Verse 3: You wanna
to the beat light it up, let it burn when you vibin' with me gotta keep it real to survive in these streets come see it for your self how live it can
it flawless. Gonna keep dodgin', playa hatas fall and never stood a chance, up against Flesh mo'. My niggaz send them to tha maka I'm lovin' it and you
) Do it a . . Let's do it again . . . Do it a . . Let's do it again . . Do it a . . Let's do it again . . Do it a . . Let's do it again . . Do it a . .
, you know, it's better get your self regardless And Kay, bitch, you picked the right nigga to play with Now you got a leakin' T-shirt from the chay spit
it twisted if we kick it get yo bark on" hope to god you see me again when im grown type of playa but it aint it just sounds like dat cuz im just to
what, you know you on my album right? What? So what are you saying Todd? He he he, I'm sayin that, it's goin down right now baby The song is called "
I aint had a belt in two classes I aint got it I'm going after whoever who has it I'm coming after whoever who has it you blowing up, that's good, fantastic
they got some game Every city I travel to, the situation the same I can't even say it's racial cause I got some white friends Then again, they get
want to throw me in jail Hate to think if they got me alone in a cell I'm pretty sure it wouldnt go so well Cause aint nobody coming when you yell for
, my throne One shot fill, bigger homes, bigger stones It's on now You trapped in this rap in this world bizarre And ya hit pretty hard in the city of
came off him It's a shame what it cost him Where he come from it ain't nuthin' It's a everyday thing, that's a problem It's chambers revolving Bustin
