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How We Are Truth In Fucking Up

up, ding ding ding, thanks, the price was right That gray goose got me loose, but my eyes are tight It's the truth, give me a light like I'm dynamite Alright, alright, we

we get along Who cares whos right or wrong, at this point Who plays a game to lose Whos side you on, as it tells you truth We need a better world Girl

Whats up y'all? Its Chingy slot a lot in tha house We got jackpot the pimp in the back Hey wats up young playas? We came here today, to address a certain

why we love on yall For instance how you just take us and lift us up Give us chance after chance and we still find a way to Fuck things up And sometimes

emcees, time for new light Let the streets decide on how nice You see to be an emcee is not money in the bank Or blowin' niggaz off like, homey, we are

here We the Lunatics, no doubt, we gon', they wildin, they don't know Ay yo St. Louis is small but we still do it all We hit the mall, we drink it all, we

end y'all But we gonna kick it like this on the last album Now let me holler at ya partner, spit this game In you ear for a minute, quit complaining Bout how

times the law tangled me up With chunky tray, legs up, stuck, thinkin' we fuck Well screw 'em they ain't enough to stop these Sparxxx from flyin' If Bubba ain't the truth

I'm wrong for speakin the truth But when you tell the truth you gotta kick the whole scoop This ain't a diss to every father cause some fathers are cool