make it clap Just make it clap, ,just make it clap See you a hot little mama it's only right that I holla Love your face, love your smile, love that
this can go no way but wrong and I, I won't try to make this right with you If I'm, the bad guy every time we fight they're in your ear with the drama
'll go where you go, I want to be where you are, Wherever you go, Girl I'll go there, I'll prepare, I'll go, i want yo love Baby I'll go, That's all I
know you'll be there for me no matter the weather I just wanna say thanks for being there for me everyday And when I got taken away wanted to get away
an ass crack Come on I tip on alligators and little rattle snakers But I'm another flavor Something like a terminator Ain't no equivocating I fight for
want drama We need a comma or some space between words For better or for worse, this is not what I deserve The worse that I can take, actually I want
see my Mama knew best when she said that you were right for me And I'm gonna do whatever feels right for me darling I'll fight for you, you I'll fight for
Whhooooooooo I feel your heart cry for love, But you won't let me make it right. You were hurt, but I decided, That you were worth the fight. Every night
you fight to give us freedom But often more than not this is abused And the faces of a tired generation Have decided they are sick of being used For
said leave, but all I really want is you To stand outside my window throwing pebbles Screaming, "I'm in love with you" Wait there in the pouring rain, coming back for
get me wrong Baby understand im trying to say get gone, the nicest way I can 'Cause im not what you want See I tried to make this work but our loves
no nigga to flex, but I will flip Fuck up a nigga and dropkick his fuckin bitch I love to squabble and I'm good widdit So if you want some nigga come
This shit don't have to happen That's why a brother like me's still rappin Just treat each other right Either that, or you're lookin for a sure fight
Iceberg baby I'll send you under like the Titanic Gun fight romantic Gigantic on the pages Of the hustler trade World reknown for my realness Only the real will feel this
Wanted by the F.B.I. for transport of Sucker MC's across the Syndicate borders No, they can't give me no time, cause it's my rhyme Everlast, get funky for
you to murder you This is what the fuck I do Mariah, it ever occur to you that I still have pictures? However you prefer to do And that goes for Nick
of the world I'll wait for you until I no longer breathe I know that's it's not impossible I'll wait for you until you finish your fight I'll wait for
hurt like it used to before Where's the love that we couldn't ignore? It doesn't kick like a pill anymore Where's the thrill at the end of our fights