How's chances, say, how are the chances Of making you love me the way I love you How many young men must I fight with To be in right with In right with you How's chances
slaughtered ya niggaz This how I sold ya niggaz Bitch if ya put yourself in a fight Here me kick it I get flashlight how we get it with it specific and artistic
Whassup little man, what's wrong wit'chu? Why you lookin' so sad? What's wrong? Man, I went to school today And the teacher said I couldn't be no rapper
and phallic The highways traffic added to Friday's madness The warm wrinkled skin loosely hung of earnest cheekbones Below eyes designed to bury the wolf under a sheep's
text Who's next to flex with this s-i-s-t-e-r The sun the moon the crest and the star Wanna see how open you are Chorus Come and take a walk with me
[T] Whassup little man, what's wrong wit'chu? [T] Why you lookin so sad - what's wrong? Man, I went to school today and the teacher said I couldn't be