so messed up so messed up So messed up So messed up So messed up So messed up Lying in the gutter So messed up Flat on her face So messed up So messed
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bigger, wow, well 'Cause I'm talkin' 'bout all the ways that you've messed up You weren't smart enough to keep your stupid mouth shut I'm so sick of
, we in here We tossin it up I got my man Everlast in the house Tossin it up, youknowwhatimsayin Kid Jazz and Bango couldn't be here But we gon' to' it up
by myself I do it so good, I don't need nobody else What's happenin', what's up, got da purp fired up What's happenin', what's up, got Patrone in my
the middle of the winter So i'ma let her close to me [Estelle - Verse 1] All these stars out And these people know my name I can be so pretentious
field, don't sleep on field, the quarterback no one clapped when we locked in, it was removal of our class but my flag got captured and I fell between the cracks my tool
LL BURN YOUR EYES DON'T YOU RUN AWAY THAT WAY YOU CAN COME BACK ANOTHER DAY (REPEAT CHORUS) I NEVER THOUGHT THIS COULD HAPPEN TO ME I BEEN SO STRANGE,SO
grills of roaches, with sprayed on disinfectants With some ex rappers till their spinal column disconnects We disinfect then check the monologue, turn your system up Twist them up
a reason for being in the Gulf We waited for congress to speak up illegal build up But no one would wake up Our representatives were Milli Vanilli's
that I wanna say to you I think it's about time we over come these fucked up rules And make the real hell on Earth, hahaha So listen up, get any motherfucker
that vatos mine To the night with a sight when I look the moon is full and get tool and look for my foe Got that five footed star on my chest so you know
's why Broke niggaz who got heart God, sign em up Start the wind up, we John Blazin', Don up in the line up J-J-J-John Blaze Ja-Ja-ah-John Bla-Blaze
out! *prison door slams* So how long you been here, old man? 20 years Damn, that's a longass time, you musta got caught up on some serious shit. I'll
dick... x2 3RD VERSE: when the bullets fly squat knee high, like magnum P.I. lace my chucks up vest up this life is messed up they the fake on a playa
' accross the mizzou And get to huntin' for Kevin Eastda oo-oo And nigga you knew da Rogue Dawgs rule! Your so called truths get battered and bruised Stackin' you fools so deadly it don't matter the tools
run up and don't want but if ya want them come get 'Cause when the morning come yes we breaking news Evening come yo we breaking news So lift up ya
Compton town Uh, so put yo' gun down, run up fool And as you proceed to run get that with the tool It's Mc Eiht so what's up with that? Ratta-tat-tat
