me pleasure,hands on the wheel and her heels on thee accelerator-rator,told her wait up,she kept goin like ect; or like a broken record,we've come to
in every single verse Now I might do a dance, I might even jerk, tell them niggas don't hate Only God is great, Enemy Of The State
riding on a horse Mines is a horse, but mines is the size you could sneak inside a fort Yours is a pony, it could sleep inside a Porsche I am on point
I'm just a wolf inside a lion's suit A shark shirt, a panther's pants, piranha hat and tiger shoes I got a lion's den inside the booth That right there
watching zeitgeist take a look at my stripes, chest look like a tiger arm and im hot as tiger baum, fire like a five alam and its set to tie a barn,
weak the whole scene starved so I came through with some muscle milk and protein bars barbells and jumpropes bowflex's to body it and a couple billy
Lupe Fiasco] Check! One, Two Ahh. Naw! [Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco] Your attention please, your attention I need it So I can sit you in a position from which
not compromise who we are to be accepted by the crowd. We want substance in the place of popularity. We want to think our own thoughts. We want love
