't be your savior; I won't be your guardian angel. And when's the right time for you to slap your own hand. Put it down and put it away. Enough's enough
can't be your savior; I won't be your guardian angel. And when's the right time for you to slap your own hand. Put it down and put it away. Enough's enough
it again Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it, let's do it And do it and do it, let's live it up And do it and do it and do it, do it, do it Let's do
of her mother Now here comes Jerry's next guest and it's a slugfest 'Cause it's her trailer trash brother Nymphomaniac is back on crack It's like 'When
So it's all about little marcus and me becomin' close But I got a buncha obstacles If it ain't my line of work it's the girlies on my popsicle Now everybody's
blood, And everyday I be back and forward to the blood bank, Uhh making deposits till I fuckin' faint, New Orleans, nigga how about them fuckin' Saints, It's
it is But I can tell you how tough it's been I know you're wondering, well, first off I would need a warehouse to store my troubles in Nobody's aware
gats out With bullets, I finally got somethin' to shoot at now Let's see who got they city on lock Let's see who got the better aim with the glock Let's
feel it's time It's just all in your mind, what you interpret it as I say to fight, you take it as I'ma whip someone?s ass If you don?t understand, don
your only son But now who's gonna make sure that he's fed, put a shirt on his back and a roof overhead? Tell me who's gonna dream the impossible dream
with, the power to fight boy So, listen I'm tellin' y'all, the warnin' the Final Call We're headin' for Armageddon, it's like that The government's
him like blat! now he's gone who you think you kidding who? i will just get rid of you leave you in that critical it's joey crack the don You don't even
had to run up on him like blat! now he's gone who you think you kidding you i will just get rid of you leave you in that critical it's joey crack the
, he's sleeping in his bed,I grabbed a brick, and roller-laid it upside his head.He begged for his life, I told him it's too late,It took away his dough
's sleeping in his bed I grabbed a brick of gold and laid it upside his head He begged for his life, I told him it's too late It took away his dough and
't no monkey on my back And this demon's with my now, she's writing these rhymes And only time will tell if I can put her in hell And it's swell. People
rounds hit the ground as you fall to your knees it's ashes to ashes your hopes and dreams are carried away like many before you ..it's your final hour
