youngsters, grows in ghettos, goes to prison At an early age, already know it's against him So in order for him to survive, one day he must Open up
an album Who'd a thought a country-wide tour would be the outcome Labels want my name beside an X like Malcolm Everybody got a deal, I did it without one
[Styles P & Akon talking] What up John (testing one, two, three) What up Kon (hey convict music) Let's go (can you believe it) (1st Verse) Styles P Fresh
the chain and where there is drop over range one thing is for sure It's the top of the range clubs about to close Follow me to my crib, come without
it all up playing games noow ya just a lame whos __ outta luck (crazy ass bitch) i almost wrote you a love song Big sean She threw my watch out the window chain
Hold up, only rapper to rewrite history without a pen No I.D. on the track, let the story begin, begin, begin Hold up, this ain't a number one record
saw her, I dumped on her Like I supposed to Now tell me what's funk without a mob year And tell me what's a shrow without a witness I only fuck with savages
to send my condonlences out To the whole Jackson family Be so real I feel Mike was one of my family members man He was one of the closet things to home Without
Bro, what's poppin'? It's 'bout time, real Chi-Town niggas link up Without no further a due I give you Yung Berg and Twista, let's get it in Where do
To All The Fellas That Done F**ked Up They Relationship With They Old Lady Thinking This Was A Game Now You Done Walked Into That Bar Ordered One Drink One
better off without me You showed me I was wrong, everybody needs someone And love is not about perfection You made no promises Life is hard enough you said, without
Said I've been lookin', babe But I can't find no one That's why people fall in love First kiss, first touch Can we make it like it was? We were in love
gym Ain't hot enough to even work up a sweat I been fire since Wu days with The Perfect Cassette So when you mention my name these niggaz get offended No chain
I'm one night standing My joy ride has just begun Girl, I'm the one that can get the job done And not fall victim to the hit and run I'm one night standing
beater undershirt, look Hand to hand you 'bout half a gram I'm a truckload, backin' in, under dirt Lock on target, your wallet Your chains I left stains
One shot deal, one shot, one kill Hit you with the one shot skill Bullets lift you up like you poppin' on the wheel Feel I can't die when I'm poppin'
day without you in it If you love me let it be If you don't then set me free Take the chains away That keep me loving you Take the chains away That
be But looking in your eyes I see A heart that was abandoned By a world that used to show you love You feel like you're the only one Whose day begins without