Rangers(remix)
up boy,you try,christmas tree,with me up boy,you cry,christmas tree,with me
I get up,get down by the sound,right? I move my groove being 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 to pet my mouse in my pocket for fun.I used to look for a brace,so I 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 everything was my fault.A bitch drip,and i was with assault.The deepest layer,had me for a player,but at me now, the high society 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 on the scene with my mind on the mission.With my lyrics so fat, they never die malnutrition.Go from brooks,roll the dice,roll the court, pay the price.Never wanted to hurt,cause i'm extra nice.Wasn't worth I go for the price,slam ass down to earth,til you''re screamin for ice,like Winston Price.Fuck you up,like a bitch that was from my dick. Till I kicked her in the face,and 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 one,two(what?),having know what to run to. To go & get by and live a lie i knew(It's true).Forget about ways to get to graves.You're mess(stupid things)within two days.We gotta roll(roll) til we die(die),and try to catch a when it comes to the ride.So,I cried,as as I heard,between & third.I bought a slave,put all of his pain in vain,'cause was over,he was never coming back,sneak attack,by a lethal pack,on the track.