it? Uh, a `metaphor'. It's a metaphor, get it? ``Look out! Look out! Look out! Look out! Look out! Look out! Look out! Look out! Look out!'',
the trash out, oh It's gone to pot in here (Now what?) Bring out the fire hose Hey, you disgusting slob You gotta take the trash out (Make ya wanna
and out of all them power moves I coulda made I focused on keepin your family straight I, po' out some liquor so you don't go out forgotten I'm drownin
a hole in your mind You dyin' and can't nobody bring you out your coma When this nigga brought the end and turned the lights out for ya See ya and I wouldn
I have to crawl Get down on my knees Whatever it takes I'll do anything I'd take the stars right out of the sky for you I'd end the world, give you the
I'd rather spend the night in your mind I won't be hard to find I'll be right there in your mind I wanna make love but it's not quite time I'd rather
that was long ago When you could fall in love with every one you know And consume the songs like DNA Cut me open and tell me what they'd say Pierce my
a bat out of Hell Oh, like a bat out of Hell Oh, like a bat out of Hell Oh, like a bat out of Hell Oh, like a bat out of Hell Oh, like a bat out of
feet, no corn foot fritos See Mouse like cheese so my nick name cheeto Fuck a favour, or a hand out, ain't shit free hoe I hop up out the chevy, coast
lake Or feed you poisoned birthday cake I wont deny I'm gonna miss you when you're gone Oh I could bury you alive But you might crawl out with a knife
Rather I chase your shadow all my life Than be afraid of my own I'd rather be with you I'd rather not know Where I'll be than Be alone and convinced that
niggas, you should call him August I'm the sun that goes down but I'm still revolving Southside 'bout to walk it out, I still get crawling If rap was Harlem, I'd
Doc, not dial-a-joke Crawl or you'll die in smoke I keep it heated when the hawk is out Seated low Tahoe, beat it when the dark is out I'm outside of
used to take for granted Now I miss them most of all Ain't it funny how a woman walkin' out the door Can bring a man to crawl And I'd surrender all to
in me (pimp in me) In eighty-nine, I went on tour with Eazy-E (Eazy-E) A bunch of fine bitches tryin to sleep with me Every night, sold out, turnin young
problem, cool Sent to the earth to educate the fool Waiting around for my shell to crack After that you can't hold me back Looking out for the danger
never divorced me You are like the root to my evil You let my devil come out me You let me beat the shit out you Before you beat the shit out me And
of whip ass Just twist me off, see me leap out, pull a piece out Fuck shootin' I'm just tryin to knock his teeth out Fuck with me now, bitch, let's