that no one can name, who's to blame, who's to blame? chorus: well, don't you blink when I shake hands with you you don't know what these damn hands
girl on the cheek and then I say a prayer If looks was bullets I woulda been there from stairs I bypass the elevator and i took the stairs Now that hard
and ain't like none of them yours Y'all niggas lucked up and made it through these doors, shut the fuck up Chorus: Shut the fuck up [Hot damn] (Goin
run to scream or shout Cause I hold the key to unlock this madhouse! So many dimensions and lines except for these levels of dips and devil Aint been
I'm fallin' up flights of stairs Scrapin' myself from the sidewalk Jumpin' from rivers to bridges Drownin' in pure air Hip hop is lyin' on the side of
with the feeding I said, oh God damn it you're so mean You say I'll lose the Christian crowd if I say things like these But I've already lost them, I
then I'll fry for em And if I got ta take the stand, I'ma lie for em (lie for em) It's me and you, hand in hand (hand in hand) I'm married to The Firm
Uhh, I mean damn, me and you forever hand in hand I'm married to The Firm boo, you got to understand I'll die for 'em, gimme a chair and then I'll fry
up your hands y'all because I'm not tall enough to stand up to God Who's the right woman?! Throw up one hand...and wave it now
handcuffs And you can imagine my surprise, When his girl came down the stairs with tears in her eyes And a phone in her hand, holdin' her man Damn that
to take what I had I mean what I had was deep It??? still deep but damn It??? sad to see how one weekend Can be like damn One situation, See I can??°
m saying outie 5-motherfucking-thousand And we out of this bitch Oh,oh,oh yes All you broke motherfucking rappers out there Making all these tapes You broke bitch you can't buy a God damn
was makin' snaps As I precede to make my riches Just like the neighborhood kingpin, pimp, and all these bitches Task force tryin' to roll deep But, I'm playin' these
Listen up motherfuckers, I got a story to tell All you niggas out there holding hands With these motherfuckers street Them motherfuckers behind doors
I'll fry for em And if I got ta take the stand, I'ma lie for em (lie for em) It's me and you, hand in hand (hand in hand) I'm married to The Firm boo
I'll fry for em And if I got ta take the stand, i'ma lie for em (lie for em) It's me and you, hand in hand (hand in hand) I'm married to the firm boo
game by nigga Jermaine And get your scratch man The gats came, the leather gloves and ski masks came And then the lake on the slaps came Ain't a damn
I thank God for pavin' the ways For writin' these dope rhymes and rappers I slaid I'm kickin' the rhyme gram as dope as I can and To make you say god damn
