forcing your hand, just as planned you're buying in They say, "You can set the course, but you can't force the horse", no Tell me, will you fill your
s forcing your hand, just as planned you're buying in They say, "You can set the course, but you can't force the horse", no Tell me, will you fill your
gang truce is on, so you wear whatever At Venice by the ocean Rag-top Trey hits the three-wheel motion There's gangsters all around Still crazy sets, but you
don't rhyme we walk up and buck ya Stuck ya in the head, rush ya Trife niggas knife you, seven venoms fight you Your life's through, fuckin' with the
you that I still have pictures? However you prefer to do And that goes for Nick too Faggot, you think I'm scared of you? You gonna ruin my career, you
up, chest like a dump truck Keep the sword on me, shawty, this ain't what you want, brah I ain't gotta bust ya, if you close enough you getting stuck
give it, wish due my street dues Just stay cool. I know I got you When I need to pop you'll let loose And you don't wanna see a thugsta hit with a Grey
neighborhood street fight When will you motherfuckers quit? Every motherfuckin mornin it's the same ol bullshit I peeped to see the thrashin Some nigga runnin with a butcher knife
then I started breakin' up Because I know what you did was wrong But you won't realize until you dead and gone It ain't no justifiable homicide, you never gave a warning You
It ain't like we won't come through And take any motherfuckin' thing you do got We done had you a strong shower, one-five-one, no raw I'm whoopin' them
Records, fuck you Fuck you, fuck you nigga, muthafuck you Fuck you, fuck you nigga, muthafuck you Fuck you, fuck you nigga, muthafuck you Fuck you, fuck you
start some lickin', we just might end up with yours Whassup fuck nigga, man you know who you is You the ones be payin' hoes and buyin' them gifts You mad when you
down on your knees Covered in fleas, give me a freeze I am the clown, I am disgrace, it's always thrown up in my face Through ignorance, I always fight
you find round 'ere. When your out here in this jungle, in this jungle. Your always caught in this struggle, in this jungle . But you keep asking for trouble, you love? You
can you do with a pen? Man I'm just as fucked up as you woulda been If you woulda been, in my shoes, who woulda thought? Slim Shady would be somethin' that you
the ghost of Mozart Even though they all say that they're real, I know that most aren't Boy, you think you're clever, don't ya? Girl, you think you're
share When you walked through the door you were queer to me So come here, baby boy, just come here to me You're a cock boy, everybody wants you You're gayer than you
rummagin, It's a girl, she looks pretty thin, but I want her skin. Been on the hunt again, when will it ever end? Evelyn, why you tryin to fight? You
