So you see I've gotten this far Please give me some place to hide I'm not trying to go there so take me away Life sometimes pisses me off It's never
face We started from the bottom, you don't see bad niggas pardon Whatever we can do it at the garden Word life, this shit is real B I'm making niggas
me Only G O D could be a king to me And if the G O D be in me, then the king I be The microphone is granted when it's handed to me I was planted on
Get that sarabell explosion All of my homies kick it pockets Ain't no punk Trav, dyno, grant, kut Seven, john, george, monk All at the tittie bar Drinkin' and laughin' My homie b
T dot Montreal where I keep mass appeal Romero, baby you, R G and Neil It pays to keep it real even more to be sincere Thanks to B E T for jump startin
ya Been scorned, ever since I was born, "America's Most Wanted" John Walsh family in a trailer park in Oklahoma You want it? Yes I'm on it, B we on it
[JT] Get Low Records motherfucker Bringin the best to the table Bluechip, Nina B, {?}, what it is JT Get Low motherfucker that's what it is motherfucker
'm talkin' 'bout? Swishahouse.com I'm the Chick Magnet, I'm the People's Champ I'ma playa on the mission for the benjamin's and grant's I stay up on
plan, strictly sportin' name brand Layin' in the pound hunted, footin' through your town blunted On some shit that get you burnt throats Amputated all the turn coats, and get cremated Never been B
Swim with me my mama when I dive in the ocean of death I will cry if I am not with my family You could be my friend eternally Swim with me my sister
Civil War's beginnings. Lincoln saved the Union, then he died. Andrew Johnson just survived impeachment. General Grant enjoyed a drink or two. Rutherford B
Get that sarabell explosion All of my homies kick it pockets Ain't no punk Trav, Dyno, Grant, Kut Seven, John, George, monk All at the tittie bar Drinkin' and laughin' My homie B
(feat. Chamillionaire, Paul Wall, Cory Mo & Trae) [Obama's speech:] John McCain stands alone in his stuburn refusal to end the misguided war (Unexpected
in the pound hunted, footin through your town blunted On some shit that get you burnt throats Amputated all the turn coats, and get cremated Never been B
only G-O-D could be a king to me and if the G-O-D be in me, then the king I be the microphone is granted when it's handed to me I was planted on this
eterna juventud Cuando llores punteando una guitarra de Blues. Eres tu, la rabia sucia y rasgada de Kurt Cobain El compromiso sincero de Marvin Gaye, La grandeza de John