on the dice When you roll that seven Are you happy, do you smile and clap man Can you have fun while I rap? Or do you hate me? Please don't make me hear
out I don't pay to play i do this everyday I don't need to look your way i got my eyes on the prize I hear them lies and they kinda make me mad Kinda make
head on Stay headstrong Until I'm dead and gone I'm here And I don't wanna see you worry or fear About a moment that's near Now do I make myself clear
it? I'm not a clone; I got a zone, and Grouch fits in Forever rockin' twenty-dollar pants to the end I stand six-one and eat food with cheese in it Make
