, sit back and laugh and cause Motha fucka I'm Mad (Chorus) I'm about to kick sombody' ass I done had a bad day i need somethin to make me laugh Cause I'm mad
I'd do anything for ya I would go through all this pain Take a bullet straight through my brain Yes, I would die for you, baby But you won't do the
out late always - always doin' me wrong So I'm leavin' in the morning if I have to ride them lines You done stole my heart but you can't take my mind
it's your turn to go? I pray to God that I'm dreaming, I know my family Wouldn't take it, when the doctor said, "He ain't make it" Mom dukes crying,
mask, wacked the witness - vestless I'll put you on the graveyard's guest list ICE - cause I lack all emotions, I'm heartless That's why I can't figure
, never comprehend the styles I sin I've been breakin', annihilate fakes and tens See I'm a nigga from the West Side cheered I peel libs What prayin'
I said "peace", I'll be a motherfuckin' liar ("I'm lettin' off until my arms tired" - [cut and scratched]) Retaliation [Ice-T] Been packin' straps so long I
couple words unrehearsed Then I burst I mean I bust From all angles Guarunteed platium on your single [Ice-T] Yo T, I really must admit I'm blessed
I think that I can't, I envision Obama, I envision the diamonds, I envision Ferraris If the world was perfect, All my niggas behind me Ain't you happy I
want my whoa-oa-oa You're scrumptious, I kinda like it I'm indecisive, I change my mind a lot But you're hot (You're so hot) But I think you kinda know
put it on me like I hate you, you ain't shit but I love you don't nobody else make me mad as you but when we making love though I'm glad it's you ladies
me 'save prayers before dawn' cos what happens when I'm with you makes me shake my head then smile and yawn I'm worn out but I'm beaming and it seems
looked a little doubtful smirked and said it's divine to light with no lime sometimes Oh it's too late I can't stop moving my mouth I'll shush but I
now? 'Cause I can't sleep through the pain Can't sleep through the pain Girl, I don't wanna go to bed mad at you And I don't want you to go to bed mad
I'm winnin' by a landslide I got I got my own steps, I got my own style I got my own steps, I got my own style I got my own steps, I got my own style I