the mike an spit it an whether u like to admit it,*riit* i jus shit it better than ninety percent of you rappers out there, and you wonder how can kids
I think we got it locked down shocked by the sound I got you crusin' with your top down these two blondes I offered them both a drink and this you
and chain, I named her Madam X She love big cannons, sex unprotected You better respect it, kid, we 'bout to set trip You get ya neck ripped, eyeballs
, cooked the barracudas Hunted impalas with the six-shooters From a long range with the dog Rover It was something else to see 'em knock them over Some
you know about that? Macs and cash nigga how you love that? What you know about that? Doin' it up, livin' it up, nigga what? What you know about that? The gully kid put it
it (I'M BLACK!!!) I'm black, over and over, say it again, yeah [Verse 2: Styles P] (*Floetry) (I'm Black!!!) So I got a heart full of bravery Do it for
on 'cause the homies watch your back Life is over like that Once it's done, it's done, it's dead Ticky-tocky-ticky-dead If you feel the need to go
I choose, I choose alone Freak is gone Boys, it's on 'cause the homies watch your back Life is over like that Once it's done, it's done, it's dead Ticky
sing so loud I'm floatin' on the cloud I betcha my heart I love ye I woke up this morning so early remembered your hair was curly I rolled over and then I dreamed of you
TNT I betcha my heart I love you I betcha my heart I love you I betcha my dreams I love you That's why I sing so loud I'm floatin' on the cloud, I betcha
And wail a lotta good hillbilly songs sing that country music and sing it loud and strong I wanna get myself a great big band pick and sing all over the
paper and you accepted it [Chorus] X2 You are my heart, you are my soul I thankyou for all you done for me You are my art, you are my flow my fans made it
' the crown, are you really with me? And when you hear it then nigga then zip it De-zip it, make you want to reposition your pivot When we write it and spit it
on them, yeah I'm ruthless You like a stress sac, boy you useless You know the side trick, better get up on it 'Cause it must be a single with Nate Dogg singin' on it
sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now Mmm, you can find
like you used to Won't you scare me? Oh Haunt me, haunt me like you used to I love you best when you scare me to death Won't you haunt me, haunt me
You gotta sing a little louder Let's wake this crowd up Someone throw your hands up If you wanna take a chance then You gotta sing a little louder Let
needing a friend I'm gonna send you Gonna send you out one by one If I need it sung, can you sing it loud? Gonna send you two by two Outta the ark,