m losing my head, I'm losing confidence and that I'm talking loud and vulgar - I'm talking vulgar because I'm angry at what I've experienced all my years
in your mouth like Polydent I body shit, I ruin you homes Turn your studio session into a funeral home Two in your dome, got young bucks who buck for
mind if you ain't helpin' yourself Ain't no love loss, I just gotta stay my distance Gotta keep my mind straight, before I come up missin' Gotta do my
rather be in jail than get your ass bucked Nobody cares, it's me against the world Keepin' murder on my mind and my Tech-9 I got nothin' to lose, payin
outta my mind Black Cadillac truck nigga, loaded with nines To my thugs on the block, holdin' them dimes I got love on the block, look at my eyes Rockland
(black man) My thoughts travel, trapped on savage land (thoughts travel) it's like taboo Stuck in time, so many young boys bustin' nines (buck, buck, buck, buck
my **** nickel-baggin' it, hustlin' bucks You could catch me in the middle of the street Slapboxin' with my **** Porky And as I take you down my memory
cool what's cool, you snooze you lose Me and my down south niggas rule Fuck the other nigga, we pay dues too [Juicy J] This goes out to all my niggas
shit but I still mind Shit just don't feel right but I'm gonna hold on Till the hole in my 44 long I'm gonna hit the gym and get my swoll on Sometimes my
Fine Cinderella (Adios!!) Lil Mama U Ain't On My Level (Adios!!) [Webbie:] Webbie Trill Ent Young Savage Give Me A Lil Space So I Can Really Lose My Mind
mix for your own ears to hear I was a young buck then and feel I've got a lot of years to go I'm from the O, I felt it through Short to Hiero Had my
keepin' my cream We play for keeps Me and my peeps we run these streets We play for keeps Don't sleep when we creep Lose your head piece chief Bring beef lose
act like they young as fuck Hollerin' about the niggaz they buck Fallin' out the windows made up like hoes if they get bucked Lesson utmost, Japanitos
, garbage Souljah Boo, fat garbage And praise the Lord The mentions are kept minimal And when I diss I say names Buck bein' subliminal You asked for my autograph Memorized my
When I was a young buck I tried to be liked by Everyone Everyone I tried so hard to be funny and nice I tried so hard to be sugar and spice Didn
clothes That's how all my niggaz know Blowin dro, twenty-fo' That's how all my niggaz roll [T.I.] In a drop top chevy with the roof wide open My partners