Letras:
R E M I Wanted To Be Wrong

under me, And tried to take the wheel. I told you I wanted to be wrong, But everyone is humming a song That I don't understand. Now I know that the

from under me, And tried to take the wheel. I told you I wanted to be wrong, But everyone is humming a song That I don't understand. Now I know that

's a joke 'cause I'm never gonna be broke When I die there'll be bullets and gun smoke Ya don't like my lifestyle? Fuck you I'm rollin' with the New Jack

s a wrap, I'ma put you in the cab Better be happy I rap, if I wasn't I'd be strapped with the(mass) and I..and I'm coming for your stash When I find out

in some robberies and walkbys And you don't want that, neither do I But I will, I will 'cause I'm a hustler, hustler High 'til I die, I'm gon' get mine

I am the beast Feed me rappers or feed me beats I?m untamed, I need a leash I?m insane, I need a shrink I love brain, I need a leech Why complain on

get what you want I use the best I use the rest I use the N.M.E I use Anarchy 'Cause I wanna be Anarchy It's the only way to be Is this the M.P.L.

get to Coney Isle Boy, I'm hood down, so don't try to play me For that (C.R.E.A.M.), I get a little crazzzzzzzzzzzzay! Yeah, my attitude is rude like "

', a Benz jeep horn [Royce] My friends be knowin' that when I'm on a binge, I'm stingy Even when I'm ten deep in a room with the MG and and wit' Lindsay