me go from the bottom to the top now you wanna be me You wanna make it big this famous life make people wanna wish they were 6 feet under but not me
this from me Keep this from me Keep this, keep this One by one to department stores, we walk through the aisles In a forest of designer clothes you touch me
they dimmed the lights They try to knock my future down The trees they tried to hide They say I'm an optimist Now look I topped the list Approved but
on the pump song Don't even fuck with these Southland grandes We the vatos that run on Los Angeles Call me mad dog, if you think you know me If you're
I spit about it, whatever I feel about it I'm just bein' real about it, X get hot nigga forget about it Speech don't fail me now Dedicated to the enemies and friends that hold me
The only kind of gas I ever use is premium As we were driving to our destination on a quest She said, "May I relax on your big head rest?" Now we listened
my niggas like me Sober or wasted, for you there's no replacement I swear that god told me Slaughterhouse would be the second time around for me All eyes on me
pools. And now with the 90's behind me, I've finally designed the epitomy of grimy. You can find me where the sun shine, Be tryin' me and I'll have you
on her hit list She killing the game, 'cuz she the business Type of chick that love you to death, then leave no witness Killa, I call you Killa 'cuz you slay me
[Intro: Ghostface Killah (Mr. Maygreen)] Aiyo, what up party people (Yeah, my name's on the guest list) This is the Wallabee kingpin in the building (
] Supreme deluxe edition, cream with a touch of wisdom Beams that through up the system, spleens, I conduct, you listen How you gonna tell me no, yo,
Lookin? at me like I'm up to sum'him? on the funny tip Like I ever really been the one to try the honey drip It's your birthday, so, let me know the gift
called Negroes won't stop it Witness lies fed straight to the brother man Hopes are lost to the malevolent game plan Annihilation of original citizens Of this great planet Earth listen
shit is irrelevant Soldiers, where's your heart? Show me that love What you made of? This is the shit that could make thugs Turn revolutionary, 360 he with me she with me
to buy Maxi-Pads Instead of shopping at Barney's for Chanel bags Nana who raised me, went to bed a-dazed via my mistakes And my daughter hates me for
words Lines between the rhythm designed to equip nerds You better jam we don't care if you hardcore Cause we got you trapped on the dance floor [Chorus 2x] [Verse 3] Me
What's the deally yo? What? I gotta squeeze the juice outta the headphones Yeah, squeeze the juice outta the headphones When you think of me you think
on this grand design Is there anybody out there living 4, 5, 6's on the streets they shootin' Is there any money out there for me? You just listen to