body The blow's like a twelve gauge shotty Uhh, feel me! And God said he should send his one begotten son to lead the wild into the ways of the man Follow
I wild out Wild out wild out gudda gudda wild out wild out Wild out waka flaka wild out young money bricksquad young money [Chorus:] Young money brick squad [x
two shots from the flame Remember the bloodstains, the cold wet rain Little light guys with little white lies We takin' out cash and flippin' big white pies You rather run wild
, my place Jumpin' out a suitcase Slugs chase to yo' face, ah Chorus 2X [Lil' Wayne] Ah, ah, ah, ha Now as I re-enter this scent and get into you
light buzz that slowly progressed into a full blown fade I was trying to get laid, but, got no action It was back to the crib for personal satisfaction Triple X
Ashanti. Now it's time to throw me in the mix with Beyonce. Crazy in love for the Golden Platty. Here's a drink toast up and light a fatty. I had to
EARNINGS Keep it right you keep your life I don't wanna be in fun in your house WITH MY FOUR POUNDS BURNIN' Cause I will give you a light I'ma hardcore
night away, Its like the party never ends. Then again we don't want it to stop, 'cause tonight's the night it goes sweatbox, laser beams, flashing lights, wild
em into my acolytes that's the sight of blood, that make a child stop that's the rights of thugs that keep it wild hot I hate you, say a prayer to a heavenly
' my life with bullshit and drama Played games, told me lies, steady pullin' these strings And put me up in fly ass cribs and had my flossin' them things While you was runnin' wild
it up (x2) Mic check y'all Then throw it to the floor The crowd wanted more so I came in the door The great Rakim, papermates to the pen Knowledge is born and the light
folk and mole people connect Somebody warp the message right I'll pass it to the next Now the perforated county's making you upset Harvest all brand x
be the one who brings the tears into your eyes I only want to feel the light of heaven in your arm tonight I'm lost in you [x2] I don't want to be Anything
down-home style Mixed with buck wild So get on down and you'll be proud Of how you roll That's thrillbilly [x2] Flippin' off a barn roof into a haystack
Made Men, motherfuckers (motherfuckers) L-O-X, motherfuckers (motherfuckers) Made Men, motherfuckers (motherfuckers) L-O-X, motherfuckers (motherfuckers
deep What if I had the power to gather all of my favorite emcees With the illest comic book characters and they became arch enemies? Inconcievable? Unbelievable? Yet as wild
and stare at you I don't want to know "Vanishing" Disappear Disappear Higher Higher Into the air Slowly disappear No, no longer here Disappear Disappear Thinner, thinner Into
