nobody on than me I plan on being great, I go in, I don't play tell your friend that the game can begin if she stay I pass out cake like your birthday
want autographs I turn my angry frowns into fake laughs I can't be rude 'cause they wouldn't understand I ain't human no more, I'm a Superman You can
Super Bowl I got em They can't help it, and I can't blame 'em Since I got famous, but bitch, I got money to blow I'm gettin' it in, letting these bills
, when you fall) Here's my shoulder, you can lean on me (Here's my shoulder, you can lean on me) Tell me, how can I, how can I love Jesus? When I've
a cowboy Grab your guns boy Forty-five by my side No, the nigger dies Yeah, when the out's hooked up with the Refugees It be more niggas than the N.
kid I wanna do it til my face falls off Til my tongue's so numb that the taste fall off I do blow And boy I do it viciously Lie to my face and that
got me faded But I'm runnin' a secret cous', 'cause a nigga can't take it Shake it, if I can but I blend in with the killers And I wish E was here to
blown plan, with a fully loaded clip I'ma go up in your shit I don't play with little kids, I spank that ass Boy, you know who we is My homies the greatest
me slowly, Perform quiet storm til I get you nice-ly I'm puttin out the blunt cuz I see I see that I need you more in my life Than I need a bag of weed
I'll dot the little change Nigga, I ain't scared, boy, yes sir If I wasn't a beast, you niggaz wouldn't whisper I'm like, y'all can fuck y'all self, I
' the wrong music My transmission fluid cost more than your dashboard I'm out here e'ryday When you can't stay long You can't play ball In traffic with flying cars I can
the T I P Of my dip, think I better get a grip My money like the Olympics, I got to make a fist I never recall falling but I got to take a trip I'm living
bright eyes Every now and then I fall apart Turnaround bright eyes Every now and then I fall apart And I need you now tonight And I need you more than
head dumb dumb, very very dumb dumb That's a known Memphis bitch, I know where she come from I know what her tongue done, I know where her mouth been Don't you fall
my class for all four years Did I really fall out with Eminem (Chicka) No! Did I really get dropped from "Tommy Boy" (Chicka) No! Nigga please, I use more tools than
heart Comes out when I look at the scar And I can't kill nobody to get you back Nigga, that's somethin' that time can't heal While I'm sayin' my grace
and I got that boy Key-C in here and that boy Poyo and these hoes ear and we comin through wit that boy Flig-ati Flea comin out the 3, cuttin hairs with
, niggaz run in yo cribs I don't care if you blast for the cash, then scramble yo wig I'm like, "Damn, what a wonderful kid" I could do what I want,
