' on back-stabbing vultures Sellin' my soul for material wishes, fast cars and bitches Wishin' I live my life a legend, immortalized in pictures Why shed tears? Save your sympathy My
rhymes, sip white wine and let my light shine Out the dark space, with the world on my mind like Scarface though my sex drive like a car chase More than
fast lane, is what I'm driving on What am I driving at? I'm trying to drive it home I'm in the driver's seat, but you can ride along It's never Cyclops
want to drive away Pack my bags and watch your shadow fade 'Cause you chewed me up and spit me out Like I was poison in your mouth You took my light,
in a major way? You know this shit was real and you know it baby I didn't wanna baby, It did drive you crazy Even though you gotta man you forever my
, keep believing But as times keep passin' Feel my passion I won't sell my soul for fashion Grammy night, too much hype, too much cars, too much ice My
Baby, I knew at once that you were meant for me Deep in my soul I know that I'm your destiny Though you're unsure, why fight the tide Don't think so much
up and catch a slug to the chest, so duck I talk the talk, walk the walk, now nigga Five hundred S driving with hand on trigger Crazy Lestat, check my
we're coming through what we're gonna do Elvis On The Radio Steel Guitar In My Soul ------------------------------------------ As the snow flies On a
you're so detached Got a feeling that I want you to be there Driving by on my way to somewhere else I fill my lungs with a noxious burning smell
the force of our love Why don't you lend me helping hand Only human - I am only human Why must you be fooling Cause i gave you my heart and my soul
n'roll band Looking for that million-dollar sound Me I don't do nothing much, I spend a lot of time alone Some nights I go to the drive-in, And some night
and my older brother, we had to share a mattress no heat, no lights, had to keep them candles lit, my daddy left me at 8, in an out my life and shit
so you can't move around now Doin this for my clan that ain't around now Buried six feet deep beneath the ground now My loud sound pound down make the
I will be holdin' back my scripture's in the dark Deep rooted soldier inside my soul Uncontrollable temper like The Hulk's My wife don't like my album
, work it out, work it out, work it out now Maybe we can work it out Ooh girl your silhouette make me wanna light a cigarette My name Kanye from the
just sip the sizzurp That right there could drive a sane man bizzerk Not to worry Mr. H said the izzles back to wizzerk How do you console my mom or give her light
and operated Up and down the avenue, I drive a shatterproof Benz and all my men's are tattle proof My mic is a dyke, my life is a light A day to God