And now the young monsieur and madame Have rung the chapel bell "C'est la vie", say the old folks It goes to slow you never can tell They furnished off
do never front just be blunt and always tell the truth Never fake, I never act like something that I'm not remember me I'm that foul mouthed kid that lived around your block You
goin' to? Can I forget when I came from? I be showin' you Another style Imma flow for you Can I make somethin' wild I can throw for you, flow for you
to? Can I forget when I came from? I be showin' you Another style Imma flow for you Can I make somethin' wild I can throw for you, flow for you Make it
to do never front just be blunt and always tell the truth Never fake, I never act like something that I'm not remember me I'm that foul mouthed kid that lived around your block You
man Sontiago 'Cause you niggas ain't impressin' me plus you singin' big red records So nigga fuck what you tellin' me Sit down Jr. you couldn't see me if you
How hard are you? Hey, got a minute to test yourself? Put yourself at the end of a loaded barrel and tell me if you wet yourself Why do you choose for
go over her house, you know what I like? The way she tells me "take it off" and never says "syke" Yo, I'm never in need, she's feedin my greed She never
m sayin?) We the illest niggaz, yo (you tell a wack rapper, that, youknowhatimsayin Word up, you knowhatimsayin? Watch them Uncle Peaches ass niggaz, you knowhatimsayin?) Chuck Berry