you wonder why im sick when I see this shit and I say exactly what I think That's some nasty shit and you don't ban it But you ban computer games, Summat
Don't let Makavelli fool you homey thuggin it costs Pour out a little liquor for the loved ones that we lost You ain't gotta wait for the album I don't
won't stop till I get enough' Do you 'remember the time' we were watching the 'Billy Jean' video? Well he'll always be that Michael to me And it doesn't
It don't matter if yo' black or white Everybody get down when I'm on the mic' Everyobody don't stop 'till you get enough 'Cause the Far east rhythm is
It don't matter if yo' black or white Everybody get down when I'm on the mic' Everybody don't stop 'till you get enough 'Cause the Far east rhythm is
to the top!) I always hit homers when up to bat Don't believe that? Go ahead nigga and check the stats Oddly enough, I ain't even playin' with all you
't your right field You should of tried accounting, so you could count the times That I rolled up on your weak set, smoked you and your rhymes Honestly, I don't
the body, may everybody I don't get away with it, buddy, say don't they know I'm way naughty Shake the lame and break the chains Don't hate the player
