|Verse 1| Look, my gift (my gift), my curse (curse) Ima put it all out in one verse (yes) So ima start by asking niggas whats worse Going to a 9 to
(Kweli) Yeah, they wasn't expecting this, that's why ya (Hahaha) Gotta hope for the best and play 'em for the worst, c'mon (Muhfuckers is history) C'mon
. Just wait, wait. [Verse 1] Man, I'm so tired for praying for this free shit, And being broke as some weak shit. But thank god for that Micky D's, One
grill baby im cold as ice I come from Brownsville but my +beds in the stye+ blow la la +Flatten your Bush+ till we smoking C.I. what up to the boy D.I
[Verse 1] I wouldn't want to be anybody else ( Hey! ) You made me insecure Told me I wasn't good enough But who are you to judge When you're a diamond
jail release dates I can remember in the past closin down at fast foods Strictly stickin to my dreams, but feelin like I'd be the last dude Who can make
club get packed Toss my set raise my shirt show that tat up on my back [Chorus 1] [Hurricane Chris:] Well its the H to tha U double R I C-A-N to tha
there'd be days like this But I ain't never ever think there'd be a day like this Not now not ever, and now until forever you will never need another [Verse 1
'd do anything 4 u Steal a star down from the sky Write a song 4 birds 2 singAll I ask of u yeah Just 1 thing baby Just 1 thing Just 1 thing Hold my body
dreamI'd do anything 4 u Steal a star down from the sky Write a song 4 birds 2 singAll I ask of u yeah Just 1 thing baby Just 1 thing Just 1 thing Hold
I wouldn't want to be anybody else Hey [ Verse 1 ] You made me insecure Told me i wasn't good enough But who are you to judge When you're a diamond in
:] i dont feel a thing so let me do my thing ha took self-destruct sorry fill my cup and excuse me if i throw up C.F gang C.F gang look around look around
of February Ok then put a sissy nigga on display then Kick in ya door and have my folk dem bring dem K's in I'm still Attic A-double T-I-C It ain't a
C'mon WHOOOO Ay you know what This track obviously dont need no talkin' on it, but I gotta do it Big Tank. let ya'll know, you know what I'm all about
the meetin' If I ain't gettin' half of what I sell you ain't eatin' niether Our leader won't take no shorts, I know betta' This D-O-C, MVP for Vendetta
D.C. *** They all steal for me outta P.C. Riches I move like a pimp, but I'm far from one Like Lil' Weez, I got army guns, gimmie 1, *** 1 and here
've expanded to cities like Atlanta, D.C., Tampa, Chicago Dallas, Memphis, Detroit and L.A. So call in now, 1-800-High-as-a-Motherfucker That's 1-800-,
won't win me over... oh no chorus a i'm ya rebel flower rebelle fleur so hot baby so damn hot and you my rebel man so damn yeah hey verse 1 i know