(Paul D. Fitzgerald - B. Tyler/ Paul D. Fitzgerald - John Stage) I watched you move - so self assured So merciless - so quiet You chose your prey - eyes
's janitor's basement hiding place (my brother I'm telling you) your body is life your soul is immortal (Circus) upon hearing this you may be awakened feel
my total existence, dawg, straight up Everything with my life revolves around music It's like... you can't get a relationship with.. I'm still with.. my
me you a mummy I'm out to get flesh dummy money bustin outta my socksand my sweats get cash but alota my gwaps in a check [Hook: Juelz] Ugh that's my
up out my way, Bun Beeda handlin biz On my sheeit [Chorus] [Bun B:] Well if you had yo'self a pimp and you had yo'self a G And you put 'em both together
my dirt Balling down on Beale Street Sipping on a pint of syrup Chopping up the chronic weed Picking all the fucking seeds Trying to slow my roll In my
m out for the big bucks and NO WHAMMIES You can't stand it! Make em feel the impact and I ain't even in Miami Handlin with my man 'nem in Atlanta And
Graham Robert Wood is flying in the sky You'd think that he'd need wings But it's incredible, I have seen it with my own eyes Graham Robert Wood is flying
queasy even when I hear your name) Dead on arrival from my self-denial (I can't even breathe) Boy what you do to me [D. Woods] Got my heart out in the
fucking with my cheese oh you fucking with my paper Bitch you got to pay the piper even if you straight rape her I ain't mad about my girl licking pussy
(Paul D. Fitzgerald - B. Tyler/ Paul D. Fitzgerald - John Stage) I watched you move - so self assured So merciless - so quiet You chose your prey -
going for self and yeah life's a bitch Don't you know it - we feel ashamed but won't show it Is the difference I take my chance and you blow it ? I do
even when I hear your name) Dead on arrival from my self-denial (I can't even breathe) Boy what you do to me [D. Woods] Got my heart out in the cold
