they paint me As a monger of hate and Satan a scatter-brained atheist But that ain't the case See it's a matter of taste We as a people decide If Shady
go back to the same crap To the same plant, in the same pants Tryin' to chase rap, gotta move ASAP And get a new plan, momma's got a new man Poor little
in the v.i. undetected like a stealth girl you got a shape, simply you got a figure can I zoom zoom lick a shot you puul the trigger club seeing honey
whores rising on the horizon Ballers coppin more diamonds Watch the ferrion looking towards Zion What's embedded in the hardest head It's the epic lie to me and debt to a
up the stairs before I get to steppin' We got in a conversation she said she a 107 Just her presence was a blessing and her essence was a lesson She had
s on I'm packin weight like Nina Simone piano flow It's like a Michelangelo painted a portrait of Maya Angelou And gave it to a sick poet for the antidote
E., so fuck y'all competitors Either you a live chick, or a regular whore Yo I knew this chick, used to rhyme and shit I used to lie to her, tell her
thing a girl understands? I'm just like the rest trying to get inside the pants Why don't I go and blow half the advance? Buy a couple cars and my moms a
queen, I show you what a knight, and a rook'll do New York City Bronson, heat up quicker than Vinnie Johnson A block got Bloods now, it's like a mini
victory over the streets Some much more than rap, so much more than beats What you see on TV is a lie That's not something you wanna live or pattern
and pop's I started havin' a sup But I can't change And the days seem long and the nights are cold And all thats left is a picture frame of them It'
I'm hard for you, nigga! Now eat! That's right. Once upon a time A nigga that hella sicc up in the skids With a lie for the snitch As a victim's stoned
a ride where playa hatin killers and the hood niggaz thrive And lame motherfuckers can barely survive [Verse 1] One morning I woke up next to a thick bitch Took a
love, but hate so much And really all we got is us But fuck it, it's the same way they fucked me Now I'm fuckin' your broad in the back of a Humvee,
me with a lame lie about my bank Oh shit, look out bitch, dump a bitch catch a plane Yeah hoe now you know, I'm a pimp, and I'm a clown all upside yo
(Spoken by the Gangsta) Hmmph! A dedication to all them homeboys a nd all them homegirls out there that done passed away Dirty boys dedicate this rhyme
then it's gone fly Put it on boss, so I won't lie I used to be young but I'm grown now Hit a few licks, so we known now Kicked a little south, so it's
the 7-11 were I was taught The motto was just a lie It says home is where your heart is But what a shame 'Cause everyone's heart Doesn't beat the same