the mix Records don't sell, I'm back to selling bricks I went gold, but never sold my soul to bang And bitch I'll hit you with that thang, I'm a Underground
easy to turn. Should I change my name and move to the country? A life full of children and animals, white fences, landed gentry. Maybe I want to be myself, but I
Crooklyn Keep 1 in 10 hons hookin, no offense, none tooken It's more funner than lookin The pound of war drum had your poor son shooken Sometimes he feel he need
:] Fe Fi Fo Fum! I think I smell the scent of a placenta I enter Central Park it's dark, it's winter in December I see my target, whip my car in Park
Never been a loser Don't need no gangs Don't need no guns I take these drums And make the darkest day of your life seem fun Lovin' life I plug in mics
mamacita We sex than we swallow what? nine margaritas Body on point so I follow the leader Need more tequila so I swallow the liter How can life feel sweeter (cant) So I
I always ruin what are you pursuin, who in the hell want this friction I'll volt your scene and make you drum machine start blitchin switchin my diction, I
What do you need boy, rap and some my boys are still in the trap I mean the dope spot, but the slangin got my snappin like the rope hot I can be the player
start Guess I tought i was smarter I would never get caught As I'd plot to get thatsomething I could never have bought I was a friend started poking wombs at fifteen Then I
fun doin dumb shit I was lightin all my candles on both ends Warren lake getting drunk with the friends I was tryin to stay positive even though I pretended
in his eye So we can dance But you can’t take me home tonight It’s Friday night And I feel all right ‘Cos I just got paid And I’m looking tight I
An' I don't need you, MR. FIRST-NIGHTER! My wonderful, wonderful pussy doesn't need you! I have my BRIEFCASE, HARRY! I'm going to FUCK MY BRIEFCASE! I
down to my tummy toes I know it, I'm a stop, I'm trying just like life Yes I can sing, and I can rap And I can act, and I can dance And I can dress,
?s no need to say Where we gonna end up cause I don?t give a fuck About life right now, cos I liked that cow She lied and I nearly went and wifed
another ex-wife I got a rock and roll house I got a rock and roll car I play the shit out the drums And I can play the guitar I got a kid in New York
My mama never really said much to me She was much too young and scared ta be Hell "Freud" might say that's what I need But all I really ever get is greed