By Marshal What is Life is like a big In of your optical to slow you down
And every time you you gotten past it It's gonna come back around and you to the damn ground What are Friends are that you think are your friends But really your enemies, with secret identities And disguises, to hide true colors So just when you think you enough to be brothers They want to come back and cut your throat you ain't lookin'
is money? Money is what a man act funny is the root of all evil Money'll make them same friends come back that they was always down
What is I'm tired of I'm tired of backstabbing ass snakes with grins I'm tired of so many sins Tired of always giving in when this bottle of wins Tired of never any ends Tired of having skinny hooked on crack and many things I'm tired of this DJ your shit when he spins Tired of not a deal Tired of having to deal with the without grabbing the steel Tired of drowning in my Tired of having to borrow a dollar for gas to start my Carlo I'm tired of motherfuckers shit and dartin' off I'm tired of jobs startin' off at five fifty an Then this wonders why I'm smartin' off Tired of being fired every time I and cough Tired of having to work as a gas station For this jerk breathing down my neck me berserk I'm tired of plastic silverware Tired of working in Square Tired of not a millionaire But if I had a million I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet into
If I had a wand, I'd make the world my dick a condom on, While I'm on the If I had a million It be enough, I'd still be out Robbing trucks If I had one I ask for a big enough ass For the whole world to
I'm tired of white trash, broke and always poor Tired of pop bottles back to the party store I'm tired of not having a of not having a home To have one in if I did it on Tired of not a B-M Tired of not working at G-M, of wanting to be him Tired of not without a Tylenol P-M of not performing in a packed coliseum Tired of not on tour Tired of the same blond whore After in the back of a Contour I'm tired of faking knots a stack of ones Having a lack of funds and resorting back to
Tired of being at I'm tired of wearing the same Nike Air hat Tired of stepping in clubs wearing the same of Lugz Tired of people saying they're of hearing me rap about drugs Tired of other rappers who ain't bringin' half the as me Saying wasn't feeling me when nobody's as ill as me I'm tired of stations telling fibs Tired of J-L-be saying "Where Lives"
But if I had a million I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet alcoholics If I had a magic wand, I'd make the world suck my Without a condom on, I'm on the john
If I had a million It wouldn't be enough, because I'd be out Robbing armored If I had one I would ask for a big ass For the whole to kiss You know I'm saying? I'm tired of all of bullshit me to be positive How'm I 'sposed to be positive when I don't see shit Know what I'm I rap shit around me, shit I see Know I'm sayin'? Right now I'm of everything of all this player hating that's going on in my own city Can't get no airplay, you know I'm sayin'? But ey, it's cool though, you what I'm sayin'? fed up That's my