I want and I'll get it without you Chorus: I'm on a roll loosing control stupid and obnoxious yes I'm insane Loosing my mind falling behind got to be bad just to go have a
man) we on a roll, nigga [continues, indistinct] [Verse 1: WC] I'ma walk it down, now fuckin' wit deez out-a-town niggas got me watchin' up on my back
're sparking some gunpowder Check it for a second, listen and behold the Great as I open your mind like a folder Down with the science, I'm rocking like a
drama to your earpiece, when I bust Raps niggaz collapse, in fact turn to slush It only takes a second to die It only takes a minute to get high The
To tote a .45, keep your eyes on the churn I got that work nigga, all y'all know the rules I don't play, I'm a mastermind, it's a big tymer, fool Pay
the street. In a sane society wealth and possession would not be an asset. * A few years ago a politician was on the radio Saying that no one in the
yeah, they open to that Now who you know the flow talkin' about approachin' a mac? Without a stack of doe with some dodo to roll fat I'm a top notch
a liar, I roll like a tyre! [04:29.90]You packed your things in a carpetbag [04:34.05]Left and never looking back [04:38.15]Rings on your fingers
sums I threw you in a wheel chair your a crumb A pebble, a worm, a snail I'll be a metal patient with a red apple on thorozine when you inhale Uhhhhh
5th line first time, 2nd line second, and the 5th line the third time [Jay-Z] Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah naw I don't fuck around, stay on my J.O. Hov' been about that dough since I was a
Bigga Figga] I'm from a batch where it ain't no cut, we all in 36 on a triple beam scale for meal Duffle bag on my shoulder my route, through the back
got beliefs, so i put Cannary yellow diamonds On my jesus peace I came back from the dead Without a part of my chest Layed in a hospital bed on cardiac
on the machinery of war. If only a half of that was spent on the machinery of peace, There would be no more starvation on this planet. Yet governments
nothin, Throw a 100 on jewels, Make it back up on a monday. Why niggas tryna floss, They ballin outta budget. Everyday on the grind, Bitch my mind is on
[Verse 1:] I'm the one you don't sit on Even if it's what you gotta do to get on I be a mic you can't spit on Before I let a word [? ] blowing off dust
To tote a .45, keep your eyes on the churn I got that work nigga, all y'all know the rules I don't play, I'm a mastermind, it's a Big Tymer, fool Pay
