I won't accept defeat. I'm moving to the beat of a different rhythm and you're so slow. (you're so slow, you're so slow) and ask yourself: is the ground
stay alive forever (yeah) So if shit hit the fan then we might as well die together I'm high as ever, more hoes and more cheddar (yeah) G-Unit move around
ill, they didn't come to play Bust a right turn, parked and then we got left Hid in the the bushes, shot the gas tank to fake death But would this really
say it blew my mind The Negro was my hero and leader His strange tasting waysa?¦they turned me on I tried my best to sound just like him When he movesa?¦he moves
out when they move they lips Just a buncha gibberish And muthafuckas act like they forgot about Dre Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothin' comes out when they move
idiot in a Volvo With his brights on behind me I lean out the window and scream "Hey, what cha tryin? to do, blind me?" My wife says, "Maybe we should park
' me, fuckin' with my shit 'cuz I got more hustle than you Get yours, get yours baby I'm seeing millions, niggaz don't understand Know what? I'm makin' moves
steal ya bling, bling You died for ya mom and pop, don't sweat it I got the next bitch rockin' ya birthday present News at 11, Scarface and Doc From Bricks to South Park
that big, old house with the cars she kept And "Such is life," she often said With one day leading her to the next You get a little closer to your death
he whistled he was pushin' up that milk thistle, get it? These stupid niggaz they ain't playin' for keeps These niggaz playin' for cheaps, they disobeyin' the streets Never fear the inevitable, death
cry now I know, cry now I know I'll be damned if I let a **** lay his hands on me I'll lay his **** out and park a grand dam on him The city where the
'fore I get down, run myself in the ground 'Fore I put some wack shit out I'm tryin' to smack this one out the park, five thousand mark Y'all steady
What you lookin at?) And strangled him off in the parkin lot, wit his Karl Kani I don't give a fuck if it's dark or not I'm harder than me tryin to park
an awkward eye And strangled him off in the parkin lot wit his Karl Kani I don't give a fuck if it's dark or not It's harder than me tryna park a
and the hunted Explode into rock 'n' roll bands Their faced off against each other out in the street Down in jungle land In the parking lot, the visionaries
And always, unorthodox, I hold my pistol sideways We kill crews, hearts go numb And if retaliation comes then yo, fuck it, it just comes Yo, who you? I'm Dr. Death
Back, back, back, back Yo, too advanced, digi' stance, made the cd enhanced I move with the speed and strength of ants Identical in form with the beez
the broth of wall street suits Armani or maybe versace Monetary gain can't stop the white house frolics Judicial alcoholics Cover up versions of death
