Vārdi:
Cut The Shit No Way Out

and pain. and there's no way out from my constant frustration, i can feel my whole world caving in. no way out of this fucking rut, there's no way out

crowd, if you see 'em point 'em out Stacks in my jeans, broads on the scene Folarin be ballin' for all y'all to see Ain't I something? The way I'm stuntin

sacrifice goats I speak all my life under oath Since a kid, troublesome, thrownin' shit at little girls jump ropes Bustin' B-B Guns at stray cats, that was way

pop shit, same nigga got shit Loon ain't no lame, Loon never gossip Nigga Loon in the game 'cause Loon got some hot shit Sick of you cats screaming out block shit

[Bruno Mars] This one's for you and me, living out our dreams We're all right where we should be Lift my arms out wide I open my eyes And now all I wanna

or how can he From "Infinite" down to that last "Relapse" album He's still shittin' whether he's on salary, paid hourly Until he bows out or he shits his bowels out

a bloodbath, no doubt That's the only way I'm going out, it's on It's on, it's on motherfucker and you can't turn the shit off Catch you in the streets

school Blacks and whites, I guess the shit was cool But in high school I changed Didn't wanna bust, didn't wanna play the game I walked to Crenshaw high, shit

me now I'm singin At my little sons grinnin Mums gotta skits out, when she sees her new yard n kitchen The C needs coachin Put your'e album out, same