it on the low, no gossip and no hype My rubber on tight on the jet on the runway Leave Monday don't come home to Sunday We dip Tuesday be back in town by
's doomed if the killings don't cease Street homicide, war, it's all the same 'Cause murder is murder by any name Politicians plan for power eacha nd every day
make the whole room lighten, Breitling catch your chicks eye like lightening, over half a million dollars in Diamonds for your excitement, every other day there is a T.I sighting, I pass by
kept your receipt Got a refund 'cause you sure can't see me Who keeps CD's on repeat? Stuck in MP3's for 3 weeks At the gates on the day, I was released
the way we move, cock two's And walk through the club without scuffing our Prada shoes On this side we on the by by, we buy the rules So when you play
summer Lotta homies pass, see 'em in the future Moneys so fast, on the gas, never neutral Gotta keep a shooter while I'm ridin' in the seven Higher than a kite by
let my family reign okay Just walkin' the streets death can take you away It's never guaranteed that you'll see the next day At night the evil armies
ass says 'Exit Only' So I get in the wind but hey A nigga still sold a quarter everyday I sat around for six months black Waitin for the day to make a
Yeah Look, Vizzy is a dreamer And life is a bitch but god forbid if i leave her Hated in my city since the day that I remeember But i ain't ever tired
is shinin' And all the love you give to me I give it back Without you I cant take it No! Every time we get together its so good All day, all night Spend
"Born To Kill" is recorded by The Damned. This is a punk cover only. I get a calling time of day Beat a lot a lot of crime away There's nothing baby
to find And now no changes could be changing our mind I'm so sure you're in my heart And nothing in this world could pull us apart And every day I'll
her mom in Bank America I'm wit my son cashin' the check So I asked outta respect Would she like to explore the world or buy ? We can fly in my jet
And you can get it you can get it In a New York minute I got to get it got to get it Rap gone get that boy found in a river Dead by a trigga thinkin
, it's a beautiful thing Imagine blocks and blocks of no Cocaine, blocks with no gunplay Ain't nobody shot, so ain't no news that day (Whoo!) Ain't nobody
't a thing sweet about me I earn my respect, and I was born to wreck Spit techs, by your rockets threw jets Who's next, to get hit by firepower that'
wish to be queen for a day? Who would sacrifice the great grandsons An' daughters of her jealous mother? By suckin' their brain until their ability To think was amputated By
I went for a swim I rocked her so good until she wanted it again That was jet-set, so soft and wet Now Kisha's on my tip, and that you can bet Until one day
