Lyrics:
dressing myself no i do
Not need a stylist
Fly by myself i don't need a pilot
$10000 Ten thousand fit when
I'm in the moshpit
Mixing up the drugs but I keep
When you try to ignore it
All of the boys and girls
Are just so jealous
I may be getting jealous myself
But take my advice
Don't let the fame go to your
toes /let The government speak let them pray on the weak / let’s be a bunch of lab rats while they injecting the sheep / I’m so tired of this shit I can
Kids gon play and niggas hate when u winning
That's ok don't let them get paper wit ya
Kids gon play and hoes gon pray on a nigga
That's the way
failures way better than I ever handled success
And I let you boys be the loudest, holdin' my 44
From '94, on my retro kick before I let you let go clips
the body's guest,
Upon your impish arrant
Let none be guiled by false confession
Truth shall be your warrant
Fly soul for your body must die
But for those who
the body's guest,
Upon your impish arrant
Let none be guiled by false confession
Truth shall be your warrant
Fly soul for your body must die
But for those who
from the back, got her booty flat
I be out here lookin' for the cat, where the coochie at?
Hold on
We out here lookin' for the cat, where
really wanna know where you go to
I just wanna see you in my bed
I don't know why I miss you
Guess it'll always be a mystery in my head
I don't really
Let’s keep it real
I’m chasin paper ion care bout a deal
Do this shit by my lonely bitch fuck how you feel
Run up on me swear i’m catchin a kill
to all the DJ's back in the day
Who used to let me smoke they microphones, ya know what I mean?
Big up to DJ Maniac, DJ Teddy Tuff, and DJ Cool Breeze
derailed by the details
All about my cashflow let em know I'll prevail
I've been on a mission, Hungry yah I got ambition
My vendetta to be better than any
There isn't a day that goes by that I don't feel like a rolling stone
With the mystery and wonder of making my own way
Down an unknown road
Down
your words in the dust
Cause our life, my dear
Is consumed by mistrust
No apologies
No more mysteries
For you
Now you call me naive
I say: Just let it be
nulla. she who was loved by me as none will ever be loved
ibi illa multa cum iocosa fiebant then there took place
to tear apart (let me give you something)
I may be too smart, too wild and too crazy
Compartmentalized
I've been a lowdown twat a maniac
There we're
thought a country wide tour'd be the outcome?
Labels want my name beside a X, like Malcolm
Everybody got a deal, I did it without one
Yeah, nigga, I'm
nigga)
Tell 'em tell 'em (break bread nigga)
[Chorus: Bone Crusher & Ludacris - repeat 2X]
Heyyyyy I'm a maniac
Go and tell the whole world Mr. Pain
nigga)
Tell 'em tell 'em (break bread nigga)
[Chorus: Bone Crusher & Ludacris - repeat 2X]
Heyyyyy I'm a maniac
Go and tell the whole world Mr. Pain
nigga)
Tell 'em tell 'em (break bread nigga)
[Chorus: Bone Crusher & Ludacris - repeat 2X]
Heyyyyy I'm a maniac
Go and tell the whole world Mr. Pain
nympho-maniac
Bring it back, now shake it up
Put it on the table, now break it up
Give it to me, now put a lighter on the end of it
It really don't matter
for two
Might just fall for you
In our avenue
Just me and you
Come by my side we'll be right
We'll be right in our lives
We'll be fine you and I
Step by
Come on baby I'm working, beat it
Come on I'm busy, just go away
Gotta find out who stole the DJ
Let's, Let's Go
This mystery needed to quickly be
on by,
The birds will drop, and the pigs will fly.
And I don't want to be too mean right now,
But you could use a shower tonight.
Oh, all the fish
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