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 night.I'm fed up,gotta catch up behind,get it off of my mind,gotta get away,no delay.I used to pet my in my pocket for fun.I used to for a brace,so I could try my gun.People call me scum,I didn't cut my hair.Now one would 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 scene my mind on the mission.With my lyrics so fat, never 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 screamin for ice,like Price.Fuck you up,like a bitch that was hanging from my dick. Till I her in the face,and left her in a ditch.
x4
Well,I'm like a drug.You me wanna hit & run.Blow me sky high,through the Hi-fi,when i'm done.And it's one,two(what?),having know to run to. To go & get by and a lie i knew(It's true).Forget about ways to get closer to graves.You're mess(stupid things)within two days.We gotta roll(roll) til we die(die),and try to a body when it comes to the ride.So,I cried,as as I heard,between second & third.I a slave,put all of his pain in vain,'cause life was over,he was coming back,sneak attack,by a lethal pack,on the track.