about, or converse on a political outburst I don't believe that I'm the first Or should I say the first one, or the first one that's done Music like I'm still
?s just a mess And I still don?t have the right look And I still have the same three friends And I?m pretty much the same as I was back then High school
give a damn There's no presents, not this Christmas There's no presents Tom and Jerry, still drinking sherry They don't give a damn I'm dreaming of
what up bitch Approached the finest girl like shutup bitch Than I grab the microphone and I cut up kids Like a hot knife straight through a butter stick Now i'm
on my head I take a walk downtown Yeah... because I feel so-oh good I think I'm gonna take a walk downtown Hey! sunrise! Wo! Somethin' I never seen
'Cause I got a deuce-five and I'm black as Sarafina Get the hell out Somalia, we didn't call y'all I cant wait till I can kill all y'all Fuck Reggie
to see the light Way before Adam and eve took flight Bless the seed of Abraham, I came to jam Protest the teachings of another man Uncle tom stay loyal so they boil I'm
me any microphone and I'll damn it out wreck it I'm cold blooded, I'm about to mutilate Last year before I left I told you to wait But you couldn't
if my record never sells, I'm the shit still [Chorus - 2X] [Paul Wall] I got the diamond ice in the grill, invisible top, glass bottom I'm swervin
confess yall I mo move & I'm gone An so I guess yall Lemme tell you so lend me a listen I'm missin a life If I ain't givin up an ass kissin No television
have the whole thing I know what I bring it might sound a little strange But I?m not in it just for this money or the fame And I?m still just the same ain?t nothing ever changed I still
the right. Don't gotta look in the mirror 'Cause I know that I'm tight. Right? I'm just here to have a hell of a night And I'm ready to get twisted Grab
like what up bitch Approached by this girl like shutup bitch Than I grab the microphone and I cut up kids Like a hot knife straight through a butter stick Now i'm
give it up so I can live it up Just like the rich but I still eat grits I don't know karate But I can still beat the dog shit out of Nazis You claim you
what I'm sayin? Yo check it Give me any microphone and god damnit I'll wreck it! I'm coldblooded I'm about to mutilate Last year before I left I told
a damn if my record never sells, I'm the shit still [Chorus] - 2X [Paul Wall] I got the diamond ice in the grill, invisible top, glass bottom I'm swervin
against the wall Wont confess yall I mo move & I'm gone An so I guess yall Lemme tell you so lend me a listen I'm missin a life If I aint givin