Rangers(remix)
up boy,you try,christmas tree,with me up boy,you cry,christmas tree,with me
I get up,get knocked down by the sound,right? I move my groove crossed & get lost by the same night.I'm fed up,gotta up behind,get it off of my mind,gotta get away,no delay.I used to pet my in my for fun.I used to look for a brace,so I could try my gun.People call me scum,I didn't cut my hair.Now one think that one wouldn't give a ... now.I was complained that was my fault.A bitch would drip,and i was charged with assault.The layer,had me for a player,but look at me now, the high slayer.
up boy,you try,christmas tree,with me up boy,you cry,christmas tree,with me
up,all night,I get drunk,pick a fight(pick a fight) x4
Well,I step on the with my mind on the mission.With my lyrics so fat, they die from malnutrition.Go from brooks,roll the dice,roll the court, pay the price.Never wanted to hurt,cause i'm extra nice.Wasn't when I go for the price,slam your ass down to earth,til you''re for ice,like Winston Price.Fuck you up,like a bitch that was hanging my dick. I kicked her in the face,and left her in a ditch.
x4
Well,I'm like a drug.You make me hit & run.Blow me sky high,through the Hi-fi,when i'm done.And it's one,two(what?),having what to run to. To go & get by and live a lie i knew(It's true).Forget about to get closer to graves.You're mess(stupid things)within two days.We gotta roll(roll) til we die(die),and try to catch a body when it to the ride.So,I cried,as as I heard,between second & third.I bought a slave,put all of his in vain,'cause life was over,he was never coming back,sneak attack,by a pack,on the track.