beautiful to look at, fa sho' I kick it for my niggaz in the ghetto And all my homies in the federal Lock up, behind the wall setting shop up They beat
Stuck living life like this Behind these four walls I ain't a doll And I come with imperfections Epitome of perfection If you can't understand Loving the way I am Then you're no good for
around Coming up to feel the weekend going up in smoke Kiss behind the coolest of walls Standing there to tear your heart out No you've got a blow out One of these
Flute rollin' killer plants, like the tool shop of horror And we roll them bitches thick, make 'em look like Toccara Man I'm too much for these niggas, and three much for these
Currituck) Tarboro, Triangle, Goldsboro, Halifax, Statesville And all my niggaz doin' life behind the wall This right here, right here, right here's for This one's for
I used to battle crews back when Antoinette had that attitude Cover me I'm going in, walls closin in got us bustin off these pistols my niggas got
, supreme neck protector Better warn 'em kid, Mr. Meth's a boiling pot About to blow his lid from the pressure, too hot for TV For cheesy, too many wanna
like home So, baby, say that I can stay For just a day or so Then maybe I can change your mind And I won't have to go Just look into these baby blues
show (grab ho) Then i let go (throw) split That ass like g-strings up on these rat hoes i pose as a threat to hit any one of these niggas rats Split
to play on the radio? Who lives the lyrics, all my real niggas already know Flow for flow, no crew can step to us And blow for blow, I'm pretty sure
? I don't want this to be the way that you see me I don't understand anything anymore In this web that I'm tied up Is taking me right up these walls
fall out, they got us up against the wall Here I call out, let it all out With or without you I'm for war Some shit worth dying for, ah, huh Niggas
bed will be boomin' for you... (boom boom, boom boom) Bedroom boom, (All between the sheets baby) Bedroom boom, (I wanna drive you crazy), My bed will be(whoa) boomin for
with that fake crew love? The streets don't cater for no long term plan These roads don't give a damn about any man I try and show these brothers, they
groupie Be careful what you ask for you could change your mind And what you lookin' for, you won't like what you find If you lookin' for the gossip, if your lookin' for
For an excuse to kick me out, Then wonder why I?m bunking all my lessons in the bathroom, Now I'm starving hungry working hard, for this super stardom life, Been kinda hard for