*** up and be nothin' Fine broke a*** walkin' round sufferin' Actin' like her s*** don't stank Ask her what she's doin' and her mind goes blank Gotta
your songs Done you like a hoe and then sent your ass home One punk came and went Had to fire the hoe, but I'm still a pimp (MC) Lawrence (The fake
no love in Oakland, bitch Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you' But ain't no love, bitch Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John the Pope I gotta be
By the time you make one I'll be on ten Hit the studio nigga and do it again To the beat y'all, and it don't stop It goes on 'cause I don't stop rappin
stop It goes on cause I don't stop rapping Now you know, nothing but the Dog in me You make love to me and I still act stingy Oh should I pay you? You
cause I don't know why People out here droppin' dead like flies I used to see a home boy givin' five Now I say, "Man, you're still alive?" Cold as hell
It ain't free, go and buy another one Like a costume party on Halloween MC's pop up on the scene So you made a record, I saw your poster I'm still harder
your hoes, if the girl is yours Handcu-u-u-ff your hoes (Numskull) This rap here goes to all you player haters Hand cuff your hoes, that goes to all
I may do in this world what God sent me if I said that I was gonna die, would I be tellin' the truth would I be lyin' would I be chillin' in heaven
sway to slick Talk at handsome measurements Fuck it I'm turnin' celibate, nah, I'm only playin' If yo' lady listenin' now, takin' her on home but she
(Chorus - Eric Turner) I waited all my life to play, I still can't find a way. But if I work it one more day, I might just break the chain, I might just
(I will be gone before you wake I will be gone before oh yes I will be gone before you wake I will be gone) Listen, yeah carry on whinging and whining
see the brood of charades 'Cause I'm still living in the modern age slave trade Rapping on holy water, looking for divine order Life goes on, but still
wit anger (anger) Men killing men just because of one's color In this lifetime, I've seen nothing dumber So I think before I make a move Make sure my rhyme goes
'll be there, I'll rack it I'm a soldier, I'm older, I cause world traffic You crew won't manage but wait, don't plan it Go home and tell yourself you
shells The other four homies on the scene with cocktails One nigga lookin' for popos and foes hell Someone lookin' through windows the door bells Goes
make a mil but never will 'Til he crosses over, still Fillin' your head with fantasies, come with me Show the sacrifice it takes to make the G's You wanna be
s gonna make a mil but never will til he crosses over still filling your head with fantasies come with me, show the sacrifice it takes to make the cheese You wanna be