Pick a side, dig Nice and soft Think of someone To help you along, Ike Amused me once Manchild son Getting to be Anyone Serves me well Flush your head
[Verse 1 - Cyhi] It may seem I'm sitting on a fortune But sometimes money is just so important In my hood, I'm equivalent to Jordan Dribbling on the court
[Cyhi Da Prynce] Okay, Huh Uh Boy you just a regret quit cryin bout that bitch, n go get yourself some Kleenex now he wanna fight, cause his broad all
*Bulletproof Sample* Cyhi: Yall know what it is straight from the A-town Yeah okay I am bullet bullet bullet bullet bullet bulletproof I done already
Your girl is easy like Sunday morning your girl is easy Your bitch is easy like Sunday morning She was riding in the Acura I pulled up from the back
Yep Da dump dump This is the....warm up Ok I roll up, hold up, look at how I showed up I blowed up had a hole up in my pocket now its sowed up They feenin
[Intro - Royce talking] Yeah, Bar Exam 2 nigga. It's a motherfuckin' holiday bitches [Verse 1 - Canibus] Bar Exam 2 I landslide you to lava below Gotta
washed down the sink of your conscience In the theater of your love, I lost my part And now you say, "You?ve got me out of your conscience" I?ve been flushed
been washed down the sink of your conscience In the theater of your love I lost my part And now you say you've got me out of your conscience I've been flushed
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I, I'm feeling rot I'm feeling rotten today I guess I forgot I am shot, I'm not okay So long to pain So long to games So long say, goodbye Someone tell
The boy's got problems The boy's got stress The boys' a .38 hidden in his desk The boy's got a chickie With four months to go Grim facts Every parent
Do a show, save a child Raise a million bucks that'll last a while Fight at parties, buy a horse Lose a couple, win that big divorce I wanna be in the
Be an Arab, be a Jew Be a boxing kangaroo Beat yourself all black and blue I don't care Be a bleeder, be a cancer A hemophiliac romancer Be a crippled
I'm hidden in the scream when the virgin dies And I'm the ache in the belly when your baby cries And I'm the burnin' sensation when the convict fries
I'm nuclear infected I really don't mind I just go out when the sun goes down And have a real good time And I can clear out any ballgame In a minute
Leather boots poundin' the floor Black and shiny kickin' the door When the police hit the streets They never take those boots off of their feet If I
I got me a complication and it's an only child Concern my reputation, as something more than wild I know it serves me right but I can't sleep at night
