Get out while you can, Today's the day you have the choice to Get out while you can But take my advice it's better for you to [x2] Get out while you
you just go and change it all You turned my spring to fall I needed you you know But when the love is gone it's time to go If you don't think I mean
Mr. Magpie How are we today? Now you've stolen all the magic And took my memory You know you should But you don't You know you should But you don't
open opportunities, impunity Is what these demons use to regulate We keep in mind we can run but we can't hide cause the streets we walk are never safe
longer for my short pockets Stop it? I wish, I can I'm trying to be building green like MGM Grand Get it? Redman, who the **** are you? Got weed? Let me bust a you
Kosha That Southern playa with a stroke that keep 'em wet like a ocean Yessuh, me and Bubba get rowdy And me and Bubba get bout it We are violators we annihilate you
can compared to the damage I've yet to do Long as you still have feelings to hurt, I'll be around as long as you let me get to you Long as I got two
Donovan McNabb before you get in a cab I'll trade in my cab Just to take you back to last summer, man You don't remember when you was my sweetest You
death we all winners. All got fight in our blood, we go-getters. Something out there that we want, we wont let up. Battle axe warriors, we armed to the
'm lint under a black light, I stand out While you rap to Flashlight and fan out Put an embargo on the cargo Your shipping days are through You better call [unverified] (Who are you
lint under a blacklight, I stand out While you rap to Flashlight, and fan out Put an embargo on the cargo, Your shipping days are through ANDYCAT: You better call ??? (Who are you
till the principles are laid out The scales of justice weighed out Till your memory starts to fade out and your game of life is played out Got to balance out
World Order You are now under martial law All constituional rights have been suspended Verse Three: B-Real The most scandalous, cut the bad apple, we can
clock Catch you slippin' at a light, get out yo' shit We jack niggas, out of towner's And rap niggas, and ball players 'Cause we ball player We chop
me out, take me out, cake me out niggas wanna get a tat then stake me out lock me down im like break me out all on my voice mail (bitch why you fake
