in your curse This old man, this old man Better to crawl than to ride in your hearse This old man, this old man This old man, this old man Up from the
it up out this life Whether we dribble out this motherfucker Rap metaphors and riddle out this motherfucker Work second floors, hospital out this motherfucker Some how we gotta get up out this
guy called Johnny Otis took Bo Diddleys rhythm He changed it into handjive and it went like this In a little old country town one day A little old country
-distance Miss Unafraid Miss Outta-my-way Miss Don't-let-a-man-interfere, no Miss On-her-own Miss Almost-grown Miss Never-let-a-man-help-her-off-her
intellectual I kept the conversation straight but he kept trying to make it sexual Then his old lady tried to play me waved her hands up in my face Yo I told her check your man
let ya nuts hang Gotta make ya grandas each daily man Them Cleveland hustlaz neva no bustaz thug to the heart We niggas from the land fool and the old
, then get it off your chest punk 'Cause I ain't bar none If you're feelin' lucky then go ahead and get cha some I ain't with this fucked shit If ya
get all emotional And sometimes man, they just don't act rational You know, they think they're just on TV Sha la la la, man Why don't you just slip
young and reckless when Pete say he was about it you n-ggas is ducks howards, cowards kill the competition and hsower n-ggas with flowers this rap sh-
Rolls Royce's Of course this tic shit live like EA sports is Dribble in the club I lay up wit two draft choices Hit the center touch the point guard
patent leather wristbands Patent leather No. 11?s, we call ?em Space Jams You in my space man, I?ma make you jump man I make you jump the jump, the jump jump man
I was young and reckless when Pete say he was about it You niggas is Ducks, Howards, Cowards Kill the competition and shower niggas with flowers This
county carnival then you pay Bitch, I'm on a trapeze with no legs in the dark Yelling "Go Shady" driving slower than an old lady In an old '89, no piece
dopest, flyest OG pimp hustler Gangster player, hardcore motherfucker living today To be honest, I?m totally and completely on his dick And you know this, man
Yeah, yeah, come on man (Dump dump dump) You know this shit is ours man this is our field man (Dump dump dump) Y'all niggaz need to just leave this shit
ago Yo I was dreamin this bullshit ceased, we killed the real devil But I guess it was just my, imagination That one day we can all live as one Man fuck
proof You shot through my anger and rage To show me my prison was just an open cage There were no keys no guards Just one frightened man and some old
at all his nice things Told him, "Nigga, you already know it" Bitch, I'm the man of the year Yeah, yeah, yeah Straight through this bitch (Yeah) Bitch, I'm the man
