the best chance to pick fights is in the midwest with your mouth fat on your own words in the parking lots of the worst clubs with fresh laid asphault
do when the club lights come on It's easy to be Puff, but it's harder to be Sean What if the twins ask why I ain't marry they mom? (Why? Damn) How do
a science Why am I trying No you ain't buying I tried to fight it Back with defiance You make me laugh You make me hoarse From yelling at you And getting at you Picking
only tell you what it feels like And right now there's a steel knife in my windpipe I can't breathe but I still fight while I can fight As long as the
lost it brains off the chain, smart mouth with a dumb ass God damn your ex man is a dumb ass when you was leaving, did he put up a fight? was he stressin
In the heat of the fight, I walked away Ignoring words that you were saying, trying to make me stay I said this time I've had enough And you've called
girls And I drive my truck too fast Why does everybody want To kick my ass? Well I've never been the type To walk up and pick a fight I've always been
is you came to me when I was at my lowest You picked me up, breathing life in me, I owe my life to you but for the life of me, I don't see why you don
science Why am I trying, no, you ain't buying I tried to fight it back with defiance You make me laugh, you make me hoarse From yelling at you and getting at you Picking
choose 'Cause inside I realize That I'm the one confused I don't know what's worth fighting for Or why I have to scream I don't know why I instigate
Mr. bartender you will kick me out and the blonde girl in the back you'll put your tongue down my mouth and the greaser in the jacket's gonna pick a fight
I s'posed to do when the club lights come on its easy to be Puff, its harder to be Sean what if the twins ask why I aint marry their mom (why, damn!)
't buy respect, but you can pick up the bill Pick it up, pick it up It's all you got, it's all you got Pick it up, pick it up 'Cause the money makes
, what you're doing Calling me on just for a fight If you think that I'm a dishonest guy What the hell, are you still doing here Picking on me cannot
Realise --- what you're doing Calling me on just for a fight If you think that I'm a dishonest guy What the hell - are you still doing here Picking on
tell you what it feels like And right now there's a steel knife In my windpipe I can't breathe But I still fight While I can fight As long as the wrong
my last name is... than your bread, Get it? Whether I sing it or spit it, I deliver, Restin comfortably on 8 figures, Get the picture, You do not pick a street fight
