Tekst:
Boy And Bear

Help a friend of a friend of a friend help him now There's a life and a hope to defend show him how Ev'ry boy and ev'ry girl growing up to share the world

, hey Brush 'em off, brush 'em off, hey Twist it in the air like a motherfucking helicopter, yeah Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls Children of all ages, hey This is Nappy Boy

It's ya boy yo Gotti Chea, Gucci Mane the flare My nigga Ralph in here Zaytoven on the beat nigga And its' a street nigga holiday My Nigga DJ Holiday

and Nicki bring the A-game, high stats, go together like Ricky and his eye patch, go together like a team in the gym, Kareem in the ring, the queen and

no lie All my life I'm searching to reach paradise Got house an land, fast car an big bike Fresh gear, kicks and shoes with bear ice But nuttin ina d

I'm sick and tired of you calling me names I'm sick and tired of your childish games I'm sick and tired of your bullshit brats Cocaine stupor and anxiety

fills with hate We've got to work it out, now let me see my child Now, I know we both have regrets For the sake of that boy, let's forgive and forget And

50 Cent's Intro on 'Get Rich Or Die Tryin'] [Scarface] It's your worst day, run and tell somebody It's your worst day. It's your worst day, run and tell

Ooh, I just hear mom prayin', I just hear gran sayin "Somebody oughta just, reach out and, help me" Eight decades and four years and gran still kickin