This one is for the kids Who are made to feel like shit They know they'll never fit But they still fight Go alone to shows Don't wear the right
face to face? I know you're one to pull no punches honey And I love you that way The phone rings in the morning You keep picking up half asleep At times
can't *** wit me Will.I.Am, the ghetto, Will.I.Am, the ghetto 'Cause I'm a thug by nature, thug by nature Gotta keep thuggin', I'm thuggin', gotta keep
your life, don't be stupid dope 'Cause when you waste it It's your life, don't be stupid dope 'Cause when you waste it Partners in your face, ain't even your
So now I'm drinking gin saying "Here's my alternative" To either keep doing what I'm doing, don't trip Or go and buy gats y'all and come up on a grip
, head twirls every time the toilet swirls Covered in throw-up and I refuse to grow up I won't budge, I still tell a grown-up to shut up I made this
his head Wally World (Just hold ya head) True Dog (Just hold ya head) Kerry Dope (Just hold ya head) My cousin Chris (Just hold ya head) Hold ya head
biker's club Mike Tyson face tatted addict, like it tough Hey scatterbrain, don't get your grey matter punched up 'til you hunched, talk-talkin like you punch
claimin they whip pots, got the streets on lock And they don't take no disrespect and keep their heats on cock And if they punch you in your face then
asbestos is killin us we tell them to fix it up but jus aint feelin us. They?d rather kick us out and tear it down to the ground, so they can put up
, picked 'em up Somebody screamed out, "Tony Starks headed for the dust off!" I'm like hell no I'm headed for the gun store Punch you in your motherfuckin' face
where your car used to be parked Now you know you parked your car their but yet you keep lookin' 'Cause your mind didn't except yet that somebody took it So your scratchin' your head
50,000 pair of Air Force Ones An' if I can't live it up, then I'm runnin' up In the record label, tellin' everybody, ?Give it up?, what up? Can I get
your stuck up mouth Cause your pussy aint worth the walk to your house Im tired of the dooky lies you know your dream about his ugly ass face between
Fucked up bad, real, real, thirsty chick You just chop, called you karate chick Fuck with me, I make you somebody, bitch" Like your sister, she was just a crack chick Now heads
niggas living off they last bucks Phone is off, rent is backed up Come on home with me, niggas strap up Hit the street gats up, clack up and get they money back up
, if you feelin' what I'm spitting up in your ear hole I been rocking mics since I was 17 years old Smoking up, drinking up, kicking dust, and fucking up
