. We don't remember the dates, we don't remember the reasons. We have no idea what's going on. Building histories of western corporations. It doesn't
could love [ CHORUS ] Break it down [ Devin ] I can't do nothin for ya Only your mother could love ya I can't do nothin for ya Aight, check this out
'Fo we fuck her up Bow down before I make a phone call Got 25 niggaz runnin' up on ya'll 'Fo the cheese we want them keys Everybody freeze on ya knees
bang Run away run away don't mess around or get fade By this H double O to D to the S.T.A Ain't no hidin it i'm conected simple and plain which Means
on the mic, right? But others be playin' it like they're all that And you know what'll happen if I don't like your style of rappin' Step on stage as soon
, don't just think its project boys Whether ya urban night or ya suburban night it doesn't matter What matters is if ya swervin' right don't get it twisted
that shit real Don't be runnin' 'round here hollerin' you got deals Don't be runnin' 'round here hollerin' that you'll kill It don't cost nothin' to
dissin' me I ask 'em what for you got no credentials or potential to step into the realm of the sexual (K.C. Thomas) now first things first k-c-t h-
dem MC's, dem not scare me De virgins say me can't wait to hear me You want it done right, den give grand pu' a call Not let me get busy on this one
It's The Prince, look here) Yep it's me again, Songz with a 'z' again Canadian visitor, lady exibitor Play me I'll visit ya, lay ya in critical condition So don't
don't like me like the homeless Spitters of Madonna's story unpoorly Let's keep writin' surely you could ignore me But then again if you saw me you'll adore me
somethin Proper Once again it's on! You nigga's tried to dis me You missed me Chill G, For real G Man u nigga's kill me Tryin to knock me off the top
you saying? I'm lettin my gat bust You bustas and you marks know I just don't trust [Prodeje] Back on that flow, don't you know It's that Prod from
punch me and run, and D'mack for da gun? I don't play dat! I'll put you in da coffin with nuns, prayin' for you, you ain't Eazy-E's son. Get off
a chump; WORD IP It doesn't make you a big man, and To want to go out and dis your brother man, and You don't know that's part of the plan Why? Cause
