If I could make you, make you You gotta go away If I could make you, do it If I could make you, make you go away If I could make you, make you do it
fading If I could make you, make you Go away! If I could make you, make you do it You gotta go away! If I could make you, make you You gotta go awa-y
Last thing I need to know is what it costs for sex What you need to know is if I lost respect Don't have to worry if you do Sauce correct I'ma bless
started singin?, ?I love you? Tellin? me things she wanted to do If I needed some money, come to her Anythin' I want is everythin? I?m worth And you
loyal broad named Betty Who know what to do with that chrome I give her I'm on the shitter Thinkin 'bout my bank account And how to make it bigger Then I
i can't learn how to fly What do i gotta do to get through to you, destroy you There ain't nothing i can't take this chainsaw to *Hailey Makes Chainsaw
like the angels The scorpion tongue Come close I'ma sting you, I'm Morpheus' son Part two to The Matrix, I'm atheist Only God is my gauges and the clip
me, "Are you Nas?" Why? If you was I'd be totally twi What's that? Totally with it, T.W.I. Well, here I am, yep, I'm the man Bartender put a Cosmo in
on the pants You ain't even paid your rent, man you hood clap your hands If you hood and you know it clap you hands If you hood and you know it clap
you go to And I ain't there you bitches actin like they don't care [RZA] You bitches actin like you dont care You bitches actin like you YO Razor
you Is that you do all the things you set out to do And look yr. life the way you love But will you remember one thing for me I will always love you I
you do all the things you set out to do (And) look/live your life the way you love But will you remember one thing for me I will always love you I will
I don't dance in bars You can call me a tramp if you want to But I remember the punk who just humped and dumped you Or you can front if you have to
I am who I am so let me be who I be I just want to spit man I don't need this grief [VERSE TWO] [HOST] I mean you got Will smith and jada Beck's and
crack-in' And if your man is whack And if he lack what I pack Then Imma make you lack him Shorty we can do what you wanna, how you wanna Where you wanna, when you
you just too ill I get your flicks lined up, stereo low Cherry flavored grease beneath my elbow If I was there what would you do [Amil] I'd lay you
