snitch {AHH!} [Chorus] [Proof] If you aim for slugs that's blazed by killers Now the game done changed these niggaz out here praisin squealers Go Proof
you took Bugz Then caught me in adultery, fought me For not knowin' in through the dark streets You want me, talk to me Lord forgive me, for I've sinned
fear P'll die dumb Lie none 'til my dawg lies the gun for my dawg Have a nigga family run to the morgue Gotta ID the body, for tryna touch mine On some
[Chorus] "You're the lyrics of my liiiife.." "You're the end, of my storyyyyy.." [Proof] Uhh, you know Proof, D12, Shady Records all day New kids nothin
gasp] I've done it twice already, look I'm alive (Really?) Yeah just think of a swan and dive (okay) [Chorus] [Proof] You startin to bore me Lori, got people waitin for
sell 'em Cause they'll put some'in up into your cerebellum Proof, you better tell 'em [Proof] (SIX, BY, SIX) Assume it's only for conversation
[Proof Talking] This my last letter right here Fuck this world, lets get the fuck outta here [Proof] I put my soul through the ink Bless a path with
put rufees in chicks drinks and fuck 'em in the face Look for me at teabag.com bitch Thanks Mom, thanks Dad you're great Hey Proof, thanks for gettin
okay) Hit big cash, I'll spend it witch'all Win at the casino bitch, I'm spendin it all (hey) Leave in my Spreewells spinnin for y'all I'm in it for y
Actin like you ain't seen my bling through the do' (bling) I move to a ho, just for one reason Cause bitches need 9-1-1 for no reason [Chorus: Proof + (
-double, Billboard trouble This industry ain't ready for no more rebels Kill at will, with the will to kill Keep it real with steel, these pills'll feel Proof for
'd like to thank you for coming out And supporting all of our events this year, Especially the Awards show, That means a lot to us. [Proof 1] The vision
pills And I'm the Proof, got on my Method, so be real A retired weed head that need bread for trickin' Off on a mission to find bitches for sausage
[Intro: Proof] Yeah, ha hah! It's your boy DJ Seven-Duece It's a lot of hoes in here fellas, ha hah! So why you lookin at that other nigga? Ha hah! All
't handle yo' biz Yo' angle is, is bored and stubborn Quick to say fuck whoever and still want somethin for nothin Streets talked about your loose lips, remember when Proof
's all I want so fellas make room I want the girl, the girl with the boom [Proof] Party and bullshit the night away Find a little hole for the hideaway
peeps into murkers for beef Who the fuck is Jerry? I'm searchin for weed And why did God make all these worthless MC's? Still tryin to find out for what
into murkers for beef Who the fuck is Jerry? I'm searchin for weed And why did God make all these worthless MC's? Still tryin to find out for what purpose
