won't be missed she don't care, and it's not fair that i can't forget you just knowing i let you out of my life, but i'm moving on well, she's moving
around, you ate up And nigga when I eat, I mean I lick the whole plate up Look in my eyes, I'm not scared Sucka, you heard what I said If you don't
' hard Lookin' at niggas crazy and shit make a nigga break Nigga don't want me to pull out I don't like shootin' but I do shoot straight Niggas I be
Different, specifically I don't copy Tear up the track if the flow sounds sloppy I don't play one game I bust about a dozen cuts on my LPs, none the same I ain't new to this, I ain't
I could bust rhymes for fun,or cut MC's like a knife But the topic I love is the drama of life So don't diss me don't dare,I feel you should care You
a lot And I can't stop, won't stop So fuck Bill and Hillary Ice Cube their ain't no killin' me Ice Cube, Scarface, droppin' on these sellin' out niggas
now and they say that I changed Put another notch in the game You watchin' the range, I'm floatin' And ain't no stoppin' the rain Cock and I aim, I see
Soon as I cop the nine, I pop the nine But when I take it out the box, I represent Lox Now when I flow, you hit the rewind button So I charge out more
bummy and what Cause money aint shit, respect is everything So if I kill niggas dead, don't ask me shit I take blunts to the head, so don't pass me shit
your mother lose, I hurt up your pops to pay your brother dues Big Pun forever, do you understand? Forever Make way for krill, I don't play, I spray
two feet I got a bad habit and I just can't break it Something's on my mind and I just can't shake it I need some time, and I want some space I gotta
the nine to spit it in, leave him smelling like chit-lens I ain't playing I ain't joking, I'm rolling loaded and open It's best you not provoking, this
him" "Look at what, dirty motherfucker, he ain't shit" "You don't see what I see, B" "I don't see nothin', you ain't blind, sisso" "True, true, personally
money ain't shit, respect is everything So if I kill niggas dead, don't ask me shit I smoke blunts to the head, so don't pass me shit I'd rather die
his ass coulda ran when I was lookin' at y'all I get rap money, plus I'm in the hood wit dimes And I ain't got no felonies, I'm good wit crimes Not
So what I got a Rollie, and it got a lotta ice I pull my gun out, and bet I get another one tonight Your brother died, bet your mother lose another son tonight I
stuck in the jungle Niggas don't care if I'm poor or rich So I don't care about these niggas and the law and shit And I'll probably get shot for being