We are standing on the edge The head of state has called for me by name But I don't have time for him It's gonna be a glorious day! I feel my luck could change
can't get just The right type of feeling, find someone who will pass and change them.] Old man johnson got his head in his hand Makin' his way across state
Give me a chance to catch my breath Cause I'm in a state of awe Guess miracles do never cease For we're back together now Pardon me please if I pinch
though I dona??t see nobody Stopping me from mine though We the money gang We throw up dollar signs hoe My gun form outta town Make you change your state
Women deception and they lies I'd rather keep my jim' in my shorts than save a hoe I have to go and serve state time There's always somebody talkin' '
finished my pistol get jealous especially 357 me punish you Buck at me bangin' wit your magnum for You crept and you came and shit changed M 11's grenades
be duckin? up and down Nigga, you niggaz know you can't fuck around Yo, you niggaz know you can't fuck around As I, bring it to ya one more time From a state
on me My mind was playin? tricks on me Yeah, get up Dear diary I?m havin? a little problem with my mind state How many bullets would it take to change
was playin' tricks on me My mind was playin' tricks on me Yeah Dear diary I'm havin' a little trouble with my mind state How many bullets would it take to change
Oooh How life's changed I remember hustlin' Tryin' to get these crooked cops off us Now I read about it in my office Oooh Oooh Oooh Oooh How life's changed
[NYT OWL] [4 times] Movin On-Movin On-Movin On I'm Movin On-Movin On-Movin On [DJ U-NEEK] I escape from outta state I gotta date with big scrilla
the lost and found Between a diamond ring and an old black hound There was a letter from a man down in Texas Who left something across the state line
back with no regrets Living for what hasn't happened yet Love 'em or leave 'em No rhyme or reason When break out to make out No change in the season
My niggas I can't name, outta state, my niggas fuck with weight Little brother gone but I got a baby angel You fuckin' with a dirty name, don't let these niggas change
shit, you fagot bitch We gotta get you gone, William Danze songs (Chapter one) All disloyal guys should be shot in they back Once and left paralyzed (Game over now) You gon' change
I express like an interstate Hyper when I venilate My rap pieces penetate and infiltrate your mental state Just to reitterate That I innovate Bonin
Houston Texas the home of David Carr But really it's candy paint playas sippin? on barre Come take a ride wit a star straight outta that lone star state
given up hope, you're jaded and ill The trouble is your thought's a catching disease Ooh, you need to get away Ooh you need a change of pace Because