the top of my head I don't know what to do I know it's painful but it's got to be said These things you're going through Oh, you can't do that You always
these words before I say 'em 'Cause ain't no way I'ma let you stop me from causing mayhem When I say I'ma do something, I do it, I don't give a damn
luck And we going to fuck the world 'til that bitch bust nuts I can't tell you what's good but I can tell you what's what And that's B's up, ho's down
, with a full moon over town Stagger Lee met Billy DeLions and he blew that poor boy down Do you know what he shot him for? What do you make of that? '
games new to me But you ain't confusing me You just want jewelry and all them fuckin shopping sprees But that ain't stopping me And I ain't stopping you
Full moon splits soft niggas in a lunatic on some absurd shit You talk back, hustlin' crack don't make you bigger Niggas who take your measurements quick, don't
beginning of the end right now? Let me know Do the saved souls travel the road of the souls lost? How come the dead can't talk? Through horrified eyes I can
to leave here, 'cause that's your design And nothing lasts forever, not even spirit, only your word That's what I live by, that's what I heard I wasn't
t nobody gettin' out alive, if I don't get that melt that I came for in plus a muthafuckin' ounce and bounce 'cause, I'm on that type of shit, nobody
(Girl, get on the floor, put your back into it) Why won't you take your dead ass home if you ain't havin', none? (Don't just stand around and just watch us do
' to eat That don't carry of the stink Of some human waste dumped in the Nile We one thing is certainly true No one here knows what to do And I'm sick
mystery Unsolved, the mob that we robbed automatically involved Musclebound sounds surround commercial thugs Rock turtledove Bowery suits And purple gloves, me and you can have some fun Make it a blast, you couldn't
get, high with Doc (Okay) If you high nigga then lick a shot (That's right) To my niggaz in the West that walk without a vest That just brrrrrap (Yeah
Our love is dead but without limit Like the surface of the moon Or the land between here and the mountains Well, it is not these hiding places that have
little white lies They can break the moon and decimate the sky Falling into a hole like paradise Falling into a hole like paradise There are better things that a man can do
Playin with fire - don't you know that you're gonna get lit? Playin with fire - don't you know when to quit? Playin with fire - don't you know that
your brother 'Cause like Jimmy Ivene in Virginia You in the scope like a muthafucka Fine, niggas don't wanna let him shine Niggas hate that fact Sauce don't
ya! [Chorus] Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch Where for art thou Can-i-bitch? Please tell me what happened with That style that you were rappin' with Can
