't you fucking leave? you crowd around me. I can't fucking breathe. ALl those words you wrote on paper, it's time for me to set ablaze. Hang yourself. Just
won't you fucking leave? you crowd around me. I can't fucking breathe. ALl those words you wrote on paper, it's time for me to set ablaze. Hang yourself. Just
know, she just really jumped out the window and you gotta be careful when you pick fights. And that's what I've learned in this business, you just never
? You wake up to every single morning, that's me Busta Rhymes with the loudest talking Living to regret, what they did to you, stay talking Talking shit
thing in the World right now but I gotta make sure I'm right and girl you damn right, if your head right I'll be there every night I just might change
got loud Shot gun blasts echoed throug the crowd Six punks hit two punks died All casualities appiled to their side Human lives has to pass just for talking much trash
creates weak rhymes You ain't never kicked knowledge one time Just livin' on your own dick, that's a crime Homeboy, why don't you talk about somethin' You just talkin
can work me the way you say It's okay, it's alright I got something that you gon' like Hey, is that the truth or are you talking trash Is your game
Jackson's crib Best on 45 Still crack ya rib Sacrilege Talk trash about the Nasty Kid Past nasty now, I'm gross And repulsive Talk money, is you jokin
Uh-Oh 5x You walk and talk like your some new sensation you move in circles you dont need an invitation you spend your money you cant get no satisfaction
My, my chick bad, better, better than yours Now will these bitches wanna try and be my bestie? But I take a left and leave 'em hangin' like a testie Trash talk
It's just the way the game go, oh, it takes two to tango You call this a lame flow You bought the shit I guess you to blame too I just found the angle
Nicki Minaj Talking] Roman's Revenge, um, you know, she just really jumped out the window and you gotta be careful when you pick fights and that's what
Gimme good brain Watch the wood grain, don't want no cum stain Bitch, you listening tryna' turn me down Slut I'm talking to you, turn me back up Are you insane tryna talk
it [Chorus:] Mother Mary, she don't talk to me Mother Mary, she don't talk to me "Give her all apologies" It's Mother Mary, she don't talk to me! I
trash Or you don't get no spendin' cash If you don't scrub that kitchen floor You ain't gonna rock and roll no more Yakety yak (Don't talk back) Just
I wake up and look upon your painted eyelids The world is your oyster and the trash bags are your kids The ceiling is invisible, there's a bird sinkin
