me around To lessen the pain To broaden the truth To dispose of no gain I haven't the proof To keep me from falling back To keep me from letting go To keep me
to land To the Egyptian sands You can't check me Disrespect me Or mop me up With the bass bumpin' out my truck And all these police trying to lock me
all of y'all is... You can't keep nobody from the Attic down Know what I'm sayin', and thats on the floor Yea, it's me, remember me from back in the
a hard on when I count that cash I give em the squares he give me the bag I give em the squares he give me the cash And that's what the fuck a call an
color that you were born with Not the color that you're adorned with So keep it real and always be true And be yourself in all that you do Stand up tall
most rappers used to keep locked away in the basement The day that I walk I ain’t saying that I’m amazing Down playing the way I keep fellas from catching
that I could ever be a drug addict Nah, fuck that, I can't have it happen to me But that's actually what has ended up happenin', a tragedy Fuckin' passin' it up, catchin' me
me to school, With a vengence, My life's the worst thing that could ever happen to me, I go to class, and every teacher's always laughin' at me, And
be known that song was never released, it leaked I'da never gave you that much attention intentionally Then I look on the TV, now look who's mentionin me That
record, that I actually do in real life or that I believe in it Or if I say that, I wanna kill somebody, that.. I'm actually gonna do it or that I believe
puke, eat it, and freak you (eww) Battle? I'm too weeded to speak to The only key that I see to defeat you would be for me to remove these two Adidas
then - I ain’t even speakin your name Just keep my name outta yo’ mouth and we can keep it the same Nigga, it ain’t that I’m too big to listen to the
you fags ain’t been able to fade me since kid rock had a hi-top keep bloggin while i’m mind boggling i zone like im in the twilight dog get off my bone
the messages at Shady Records you left me The fourth letter: "Slim, you really startin' to upset me!" The fifth letter told me you were comin' to get me
's worth me havin my ass whipped Cause I'ma have the last lift that ever gets ass squished I just can't get past these little pissants That wanna be rauny
Roll me a cigarette dog They got me feeling crazier than a mother fucker I got Bad Azz in this motha fucka Puffin on Lye Hoping that it gets me high (
? Miss me with that misdemeanor thinking We fall back Never had too much Tequilla drinking We all that Make them understand me You lie to say my posse
me, ain't no love for a real G You straight cowards all you playa haters kill me Throw up your hands if you feel me We gettin dollars homey Holla If You Hear Me
