. They spread this disease, and then the selfish motherfuckers do what they please. Their pockets are full, but their hearts are empty. And once again we're short-changed
it You know you at the top when only Heaven's right above it We on It's Young Money, motherfucker If you ain't runnin' wit it, run from it, motherfucker
It's however you feel, g'head, you swing Your arms too short to box with God I don't kill soloists only kill squads Fame went to they head, so now it
I'm a shine Never come short on my issue, I'm on it every time And I'll never be past it, you better gimme me mine It's my money and I want it every
shit I keep the strong rhymes runnin' My shit don't switch, I'm 10 years in and ain't changed one bit It's all about the real, nigga, I keeps it real
the show make 'em change the flow Cash don't make it, put it on hold Stand back and watch the bitch go gold (Candy paint, sittin on low) Headlights shine
catch a brother slipping He'll be short, shorter than short With my hands around his troat Fool, come off the chain and bracelet I know it's wrong but face it
puff Black's Some Newports Tap tap Too Short, even chop New York If it ain't screwed up, I don't wanna hear it! Lac on pancake, while I'm pourin' up the
that Tecca N9na was sure nuff a dreamer But the flow is so heavy, It could show-up Katrina Now it's time to take it and you all must face it Tech N9na
my cousin the gold thangs cop a burn and turn it over like a flapjack mo money mo money for black market on the black market, yeah
to set it off, nigga Time to set it off, nigga Time to set it off, nigga Time to set it off, nigga Time to set it off, nigga Yo, check it, shit, I'm
livin' wit my kid And why I'm fifty grand short from gettin' me a brand new Benz It's kinda hard for the black man I watch The Million Man March for the black
pumps Shit to make ya body shift, make ya body jump Take it to the heat, take it to the street Less they short, ain't no talkin shit, take it to my meat
in my room A little swallow was trapped It flew around desperately Until it fell exhausted on my bed I picked it up So as not to frighten it I opened
pain (Chorus) This is forever This beat is on black pepper You could get shook If you lookin a little extra Never fall off just make it a little better
white whip-- everything nasty Looking like I'm up in Heaven with it One of the best that ever did it Paper, paper, paper I'm jus trying to get it, get it
sister screams suffering From pistol whipped pain or looking back at you In a courtroom filled with absolutely none of my peers Why are you here? Is this some voyeuristic bullshit? See black
require love from 9 to 5, I require love from 12 to 4 12 at night to 4 in the mornin' and then we leave the hotel It's short stay, baby, it's 50, I'
