'll stay over again But I won't kid myself, it isn't me Cause in the morning when you leave you won't know I never slept Cause you were dreaming No, it isn't me
'll just tell me I'm stupid and it won't sell But I'll just hold my ground this time, I mean It's my magazine, isn't it? So I was thinking that as the
a live MC isn't enough So we attack this and grab all within' reach Throw a scrap back to niggaz perfect your own speech Shit is copper, it ain't worth
misery Call me crazy, or isn't he See I fell asleep and I had a dream It was all black everything Uh, and it ain't no projects Keepin' it real is not
tell me I'm stupid and it won't sell, but I'll just hold my ground this time, I mean it's my magazine isn't it? So I was thinking that as the snowflakes
just tell me I'm stupid and it won't sell But I'll just hold my ground this time, I mean It's my magazine, isn't it? So I was thinking that as the
Def Jukies, stabbing bitches in the nookie like, what Don't make me bite ya face (come on) 'Cuz it ain't like I like the taste It's more of a psychological
MC isn't enough So we attack this, and grab all within reach Throw a scrap back to niggaz - perfect your own speech Shit is copper, it ain't worth the
me I'm stupid and it won't sell, but I'll just hold my ground this time, I mean it's my magazine isn't it? So I was thinking that as the snowflakes fell
