than the last I know I should leave But it feels so good to bleed Poison kisses lock us in this cage Our lives get twisted in this masquerade I can'
we blowing Indonesia And I'ma let it hit 'til I get amnesia I'm crazy the haze got me hazy I'm lazy Tell Ben that it something about Mary and clearly, what? I
Feed em I heat em and eat em if I don't need em then I leave em as leftovers, packin the weak MC's into ?septober? Til I was older, I couldn't hold
down, baby, you know who Tell your whole crew, it's somethin that you need to know, dude This is how we go through [Mos] Who the poisoned pen? Mos got
't you know that you're toxic I'm intoxicated now I think you'll love it now I think I'm ready now I think I'm ready now I'm intoxicated now I think
(Wale) Wale, I kick it, I kick it like Olindo I wear my Nike boots in Gucci I don't wear no Timbo I kick it any tempo I'm lifted off the indo I'm
suitcase in my hand How I lost my friends I still don't understand They had the best selection They were poisoned with protection There was nothing that they needed
me in this state I'm in Saying things about people that I don't know Well, it's just that way when you get hurt And the things you need you're made
of envy when I'm missing everyone If I wake in the morning I only need two more miracles to be a saint Everything I promised everyone I'd be Well I
a day. Kiss it better. K-k-k-kiss it good. Come on, come on, gonna kiss it like I know I should. Make it better. You know I could. Come on, come on, come
ugly, Green Goblin [ Jae Millz ] Till I die I'm uptown and dead prezzys what I'm countin' in Cut milli-mountsins, n***a what you know about 'em So Harlem 'till I go F**k a stylist, I
and say aaahuuumm i got um Wassup my brotha? Aiyyo wassup my brotha? Aiyyo wassup my sis? Aiyyo wassup now sis? I got whacha need And you got what i need
I got um Wassup my brotha? Aiyyo wassup my brotha? Aiyyo wassup my sis? Aiyyo wassup now sis? I got whacha need and you got what I need Got da Maaad
When I bust, y'all need to back fo' acres Doc y'all and that's my man Jabberjaw The shit list ready, who next to scratch off? I'm from the underground
know how we do it Weezy and Petey, baby Ya'know This here is 500 Degreez Holla at 'em dogg [Petey Pablo] 'cause I know I ain't dreaming I swear
, Dre I did what you told me I been acting like I don't hear ya but that shit been working Keep me a burner, poison that I grab in the morning 'Cuz I know
I still wanna sell kilo?s It?s like I?m throwing rocks at the pen begging for the rico I still wanna sell kilo?s Searching for the fish scale like I?
dress And I'm not sure what I am gonna do There's a song stuck in my head And I can't help singing it Oh, how I hope my singing pleases you 'Cause this
