This is ?bout we feel today Fucked up music for a fucked up world fucked up girls, fucked up boys equal where you?re from together one voice (Thanks
brown off Ew, that's nasty Yes, I am Weezy, but I ain't asthmatic Jae's buyin' cologne, honey I put on Make 'em run and tell they friends like a marathon Voice
basement concrete Braids in my hair, gold still in my teeth Still bringin' the beef if you're bringin' me grief I, rat-a-tat-tat it like one-two one
mine And if I lose my voice nigga, I'ma flow online And by next year, we should have a thousand guns Nigga Ruff Ryde, Ryde or Die Volume One From dope
Juvenile voice: I love my music, my nasty music, it makes me happy, when I am sad, You don't know how, how much I love it, please don't take my 2 Live
(Dirty Babylon! You're nasty!) Everyone said you are the don Respected, rejected, down trodden and stunned Hold up your head like the innocent one Threaten
union How there's no one now in power thinking of me I was saying how we ought to try to fix it Find a leader who is not afraid to be Then a voice came
David I'll kill ya Bullets ain't lyrical Blaoka! Goin' straight to the point, the gun's Waka Flocka Rhymes is electric Fire bolts! It'll make your voice
the Virgo, you ain't got to take your shirt off Seen you convince your home-girl though They got my voice for the record and my voice for the beat Virgo
I lose my voice nigga, I'ma flow online And by next year, we should have a thousand guns Nigga Ruff Ryde, Ryde or Die Volume One From dope money to
fuck I'll hit you till you bleed And we could just blame it on the weed Little freak Sucking me off making my knees weak Rubbing my nuts when I cum making my voice
My keep gets bigger when you giving me dome And I get a little crazy when it's time to bone Ma I like that you think that I was one of a kind And my
had cantaloupe juice. (Ooh Uh oh, together) [Corey:] Uh, yea Chels [Raven:] Ya NASTY! [Pre-chorus:] All for one One voice one song Making it one world One
over flowing I hear the voice of rage and ruin Hope you got your things together Hope you are quite prepared to die Looks like we'er in for nasty weather One
come along I'm wasting I'm wasting away you get one shot - what you gonna' do? you get one shot - what you gonna' do? you get one shot - what you
ain't one You and you get back stage You and you get the gas faze You and you way passed age You right there you be nasty Wanna creep wit me Wanna
your match Next time I see you bet you'll be one of the speechless cats Voice raspy suddenly all the hoes wanna gas me Heard I did a song with Ghost nasty
