Sometimes it really scares me -- How narrow minded I can be I just need someone to save the Life in myself that has dissapated BRIDGE: I'm in this well
in Sometimes it really scares me -- How narrow minded I can be I just need someone to save the Life in myself that has dissapated BRIDGE: I'm in this well
hours long and I never tire Because a nigga grind, well exceed a 9 to 5 Who fear of 9 to 5, seein' me again? I came through with the Z's seaman on
up to the speaker, dear, while I freak this world premier. Seducin her. Loosin up with a little freestyle. By the way, am I losing you? Am I makin you look bad? Well
stressed out on Death Row i've seen money but baby I got to gets mo' you scream and go '2Pac' and I ain't stopin' till i'm well paid bails paid now nigga
I surrender without reservation No explanations No questions why I take it to me and let it flow through me Yes, I let the music speak I let the music speak
hands and sore eyes So don't speak, I am tired Let's just live through this lie She says I swear too much She says a lot of things Well I'd swear every
can't want to say hello My heartbeat's at its peak, when you're coming up to speak Well I'm so tense and never tenser Well I'll go a bit Frank Spencer
B.o.B] Well, I'm a make a lot of money (Make a lot of money) And I'm-and I'm gonna quit this, quit this (Quit this) Crazy scene [B.o.B] Well I
make my rent Cos all my cash was lent This town is filled With thousand-dollar-bills Laminated songs Contaminated lawns Well we eat about fifteen times a day Starin' through
’m paying no taxes I’ll stick your girl, agnus Flipmode bring the madness Platinum status, rampage I’m the baddest Check the credit, yo you might as well
through the door With rhymes galore Busta Rhymes be the imbasator Explore my metaphor you beg for more Hardcore serious surely insurcure I said my whole squad of niggas come through
always comin through, me and my crew, Lemme here you say "fire it up" (FIRE IT UP), say "fire it up" (FIRE IT UP) To all my dogs that stay bloody, well
my thing orthapedic to rest your back on Nowadays Flipmode money be runnin mad North Fuck around, dig in my treasure, feel my forty-five long Ride through, about to slide through
they handle they biz How they connect with Jamaician niggas who speak American And how they chains swung a medallion iced out pelicans And how they stay wit four pounders And speak
Brown] Weak I have been crying and crying for weeks How'd I survive when I could barely speak? Barely eat? On my knees [Verse 2 - Keri Hilson] Well
My heart speaks before my mind thinks through And I blush as I say yes What a feeling of vulnerability coming over me And I'm feeling weak and I can't speak