Life.. by Marshall Mathers
What is life?
Life is like a big obstacle
put in front of your optical to slow you down
And everytime you think you gotten past it
it's gonna come back around and tackle you to the damn ground
What are friends?
Friends are people that you think are your friends
But they really your enemies, with secret indentities
and disguises, to hide they true colors
So just when you think you close enough to be brothers
they wanna come back and cut your throat when you ain't lookin
What is money?
Money is what makes a man act funny
Money is the root of all evil
Money'll make them same friends come back around
swearing that they was always down
What is life?
I'm tired of life
I'm tired of backstabbing ass snakes with friendly grins
I'm tired of committing so many sins
Tired of always giving in when this bottle of Henny wins
Tired of never having any ends
Tired of having skinny friends hooked on crack and mini-thins
I'm tired of this DJ playing YOUR shit when he spins
Tired of not having a deal
Tired of having to deal with the bullshit without grabbing the steel
Tired of drowning in my sorrow
Tired of having to borrow a dollar for gas to start my Monte Carlo
I'm tired of motherfuckers spraying shit and dartin off
I'm tired of jobs startin off at five fifty an hour
then this boss wanders why I'm smartin off
I'm tired of being fired everytime I fart and cough
Tired of having to work as a gas station clerk
for this jerk breathing down my neck driving me bezerk
I'm tired of using plastic silverware
Tired of working in Building Square
Tired of not being a millionaire
But if I had a million dollars
I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet into alcoholics
If I had a magic wand, I'd make the world suck my dick
without a condom on, while I'm on the john
If I had a million bucks
it wouldn't be enough, because I'd still be out
robbing armored trucks
If I had one wish
I would ask for a big enough ass for the whole world to kiss
I'm tired of being white trash, broke and always poor
Tired of taking pop bottles back to the party store
I'm tired of not having a phone
Tired of not having a home to have one in if I did have it on
Tired of not driving a BM
Tired of not working at GM, tired of wanting to be him
Tired of not sleeping without a Tylenol PM
Tired of not performing in a packed coliseum
Tired of not being on tour
Tired of fucking the same blonde whore after work
in the back of a Contour
I'm tired of faking knots with a stack of ones
Having a lack of funds and resorting back to guns
Tired of being stared at
I'm tired of wearing the same damn Nike Air hat
Tired of stepping in clubs wearing the same pair of Lugz
Tired of people saying they're tired of hearing me rap about drugs
Tired of other rappers who ain't bringin half the skill as me
saying they wasn't feeling me on "Nobody's As Ill As Me"
I'm tired of radio stations telling fibs
Tired of J-L-B saying "Where Hip-Hop Lives"
But if I had a million dollars
I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet into alcoholics
If I had a magic wand, I'd make the world suck my dick
without a condom on, while I'm on the john
If I had a million bucks
it wouldn't be enough, because I'd still be out
robbing armored trucks
If I had one wish
I would ask for a big enough ass for the whole world to kiss
You know what I'm saying?
I'm tired of all of this bullshit
Telling me to be positive
How'm I 'sposed to be positive when I don't see shit positive?
Know what I'm sayin?
I rap about shit around me, shit I see
Know what I'm sayin? Right now I'm tired of everything
Tired of all this player hating that's going on in my own city
Can't get no airplay, you know what I'm sayin?
But ey, it's cool though, you know what I'm sayin?
Just fed up
There's some food upon the table, boys
And if you have ever seen me flying
Then you know that I am weak
And you are free to take me downstairs
Away from cares
I'll be with you in the morning, boys
Cause you know that if we wait for our time
We'll all be dead
Oh now I'll bore you, crying my life away
Don't I know it, always the things I say
Always too far
If you could be anything that you want to be,
do you think that you would be who you see in the mirror?
If I look long enough, my face would start to change
If I look close enough, I'll take away the pain
Oh I don't care anymore
Anymore, anymore, anymore, anymore
I'll be with you in the morning, boys
Cause you know that if we wait
For our time
This is for the girls who get tipsy,
But never get too drunk,
This is for the girls who dance sexy,
But never show too much,
This is for the girls who get tipsy,
But never get too drunk,
This is for the girls who dance sexy,
But never show too ...Stop.
If I talk shit to you,
Would you it talk back to me too...baby?
If I wanna dance with you,
Would you wanna groove with me too...baby?
Cos' we can get it on all night long
It ain't nothing that caught yu baby
We could turn it up all night long girl
It ain't nothing that caught ya baby
Arrive on set,
I'm so fresh,
Immediately get the other guys upset.
So fly that I aint gotta buy no jet,
That's how I get their minds on sex,
Make chicks sweat, literally yeah,
They self so hot, and they're their thighs so wet,
And I don't taste, no, I dont stress,
Any girl I want, know I'm gun' get.
I can catch juliet, don't need no net.
Plenty fish in the sea, baby please know that.
And the dude that you with,
baby he's no threat.
His stacks on d's, my g's on deck.
What you want you recieve,
What you need you get,
Just give me one shot like russian roulette.
I must confess, i'm obsessed.
Just gotta get up under her dress.
If I talk shit to you
Would you it talk back to me too...baby?
If I wanna dance with you
Would you wanna groove with me too...baby?
Cos' we can get it on all night long
It ain't nothing that caught you baby
we could turn it up all night long girl
It ain't nothing that caught you baby
Hey miss lady,
Lets say maybe we leave this place, go crazy
get shit faced and get x-rated
take turns getting our faces decorated,
cum till your body get numb,
have you hyper ventilatin'
make you cum until you say you can't take it,
really,
i just wanna give you that feelin'
lookin' at you make me wanna spread a few shillin'
have a few children,
imagine me behind you drillin'
till you pass out through dillin'
girl god willin' i'ma make you click on all cylinders,
scream like im killin' her,
bust off once i'm still in her,
go soft, oh no i didn't sir,
come with me and your gettin' served,
all night till your muscles tight and your vision,
blurred,
Said if i talk shit to you,
would you talk it back to me too .. baby?
And if i wanna dance with you,
Would you wanna groove with me too .. baby?
Cos' we can get it on all night long
It ain't nothing that caught you baby
We could turn it up all night long girl
It ain't nothing that caught you baby
I got something for you,
I hope you ready,
Cause you gon' get it,
(boy talk to me)
Once i get them jeans off you,
And get you naked,
I hope you can take it,
(boy talk to me)
From the front from the back,
Give it to me, throw it back,
Don't run from it, aint this what you wanted?
(boy talk to me)
On the bottom, on the top,
I won't stop until you pop,
Girl work it, don't you like it dirty?
(now bring the hook back)
Said if i talk shit to you,
Would you it talk back to me too ... baby?
If I wanna dance with you
Would you wanna groove with me too... baby?
Cos' we can get it on all night long
It ain't nothing that caught you baby
we could turn it up all night long girl
It ain't nothing that caught you baby,
There's some food upon the table, boys,
And if you should ever see me crying,
Then you'd know that I am weak,
And you are free to take me downstairs,
Away from cares
I'll be with you in the morning, boys,
'Cause you know that if we wait for our time,
We'll all be dead
So now I've bored you, crying my life away,
Don't I know it, always the things I say,
Always the things,
If you could be anything that you wanna be,
Do you think you would be who you see in the mirror?
If I look long enough my face will start to change,
If I look close enough I'll take away the pain,
Oh I don't care any more,
Any more, any more, any more
I'll be with you in the morning, boys,
'Cause you know that if we wait for our time,
Persecuted by the world
all I want is my baby girl
in my arms braided up on pretty curls
Keep the fame and the fortune I don't need it
is to many out there wanna see me bleedin,
as I wake up stuck in time
in this place people loose they fucken mind
I see shadows in the night of demons dancing
most penitentiaries overseen by clansmen
Stay strong even though it's hard
keep my head up and stay close to GOD
I see friends I knew back in school
they ain't the same covered up in tattoos
In the land of the free I'm forever known
look up at the sky and pretend I'm home
Dear Lord I know you got a plan for me
but I'd rather be at home with my family
[HOOK x2]
If I die momma don't loose your mind
stay strong the world don't accept my kind
I was born hate free always been different
It's hard to stay alive when you're brown and gifted
I understand it in due time my life is going to slide
behind
the curtain of uncertainty the pearly gates to the
fire,
cuz I'm a rambling man, a gambling man
so when the shit hits the fan my plan is to stand as a
man,
my canvas is bland painted the perfect picture
but my tears made the paint run; I need an eraser but
shit ain't one,
the critics looking at the picture saying it feels dark
but you critickin my art baby is still art
I know some people that respect me for me
I know some people that neglect me for me
And so it pans out so now when I pass
and the last of my breath has been breathed at ease
Momma don't cry for me I'm watching over you
I'm still doing the same thing your son is opposed to
so if you love me love me and everything is fine
we're gonna reunite in the sky and do time
[HOOK]
I tried to tell you that these motherfuckers wanted my
soul,
hate me till I'm dead and gone but in love with my
dough,
as they listen to my cd that they got from somebody
I can't believe that he is saying this in custody,
doesn't he realize we got him right were we want him
I was warned by a prisoner they'll be coming,
can you imagine life without rats
that back stab their own to try get were they at?
I made millions but felt I was never rich,
how can greed make people be so devilish?
I wrote a book entitled they can't stop
took about 20 pens and a lot of coffee,
they hit me up with some years and a small fine
it's gonna be the greatest comeback of all time
and all I got left is true fans
cuz my horoscope said that my bitch found a new man
If you wait
If I could ask you to wait
I'd get back, somehow
To you
If I could ask you to wait
I'll bring myself
Home to you
I would walk on this road
Through mud, through grass, through dust, through rain
Whatever I find in my way
I'll power through
I'llPower through
Home to you
If you wait
If I could ask you to wait
But I can't ask you to wait
Though it breaks me:
I must ask you to go
I must ask you to go
Please go
I've got a scrap book full of pictures
[Incomprehensible] frozen in the air
Needin' lots of lace
And baby's breath in my hair
Don't wanna say that I was just rehearsing
For the new love we have found
Oh, but now we know what not to do
The second time around
And I'll be wearing off-white but that's alright
This time the hand in hole is gonna last for life
Took a long way 'round to wind up here
After all of the confusion, baby, it's so clear
When you tell me I look beautiful tonight in off-white
I was just [Incomprehensible]
I didn't know who I was
It said it wasn't her fault at all
You couldn't give till she just gave up
Yeah, we had our reservations
'Cause we've seen one forever end
And it took a revelation
For us to wanna try again
And I'll be wearing off-white but that's alright
This time the hand in hole is gonna last for life
Took a long way 'round to wind up here
After all of the confusion, baby, it's so clear
And you tell me I look beautiful tonight in off-white
This has come with a little baggage
Somethin' borrowed, somethin' blue
Drawn together by common sorrow
Till we stumble on somethin' new
The you and me, in me and you
And I'll be wearing off-white
After all of the confusion, baby, it's so clear
When you tell me I look beautiful tonight
Looks like it's time again we fall and get it right
You are my air
You are the ground that I stand upon
Oh, and I love You
You are the light
The moon in the night and the sun of every dawn
And I need Your touch to heal me
You're the one that I glorify
If I die today
I know I can say
I don't have one regret
â' Cause I own Your redemption
As long as I breathe
I'll always believe
That You took this life
And painted it with definition
So I am Yours
Living was hard
And loneliness easily justified
Oh, then I found You
Ooh, I suddenly knew
What I wanted to do was to make You satisfied
And not to die for selfish pleasure
But to live with You by my side
If I die today
I know I can say
I don't have one regret
â' Cause I own Your redemption
As long as I breathe
I'll always believe
That You took this life
And painted it with definition
I am Yours. I am Yours. I am Yours. I am Yours.
(Repeat Chorus)
If I die today
I won't regret
â' Cause I won Your redemption
As long as I breathe
I'll always believe
That you took this life
And painted it with definition
I am Yours
*rain and thunder*
[chorus x2: sauldin]
Now I lay me down to sleep
I, I pray the lord that my soul he keeps
If I should die, before I awake
I, I pray the lord that my soul he takes
[killah priest]
If I die, may the sky turn forever grey
Neglect the moon of a light, turn the sun beige
May the lord open up every grave
Every prophet that was slayed
May they roam the earth for thousands days
Give 'em a body of a slave
May the lord strike this earth with pestilence and plagues
If I ever lay, may they cover me with weed, ash, hip and sage
Merry thug raid, may they bust in gauge
Merry judge pray, when they lower my cage
And my flesh return to wet clay
From which I was made, my bones rot and decay
If I rest eternal, may the lords send great inferno
Till this day I write my journal
Journal, urban journal
(lord)
[chorus]
[killah priest]
Dear heavenly father
The reason why I stand at your gates holdin two revolvers
'cause down on earth I had mad drama
Protect my body from the tabernacle of robbers
I pray that an angel take my body
Before the doctors have a chance to do an autopsy
Buryin me near bob marley, or even haley salassie
Surround me by his israeli posse
What I know shocks me, the seven heads of juliani
Six-six-six, illuminati, and lord makes shorty mummify me
I put every word in my diary
So in time, every eye can see
Send death to the world, that's haunted
Kill 'em with torment, let the beast rise, that lies dorment
No more life insurance or police warrants, for me
[chorus x1.5]
[killah priest]
When I was born, gynacologists surrounded my womb
Now I'm born, archeologists surroundin my tomb
They suit me up in perfume, in that small church room
Don't cry, I be back to earth soon
Felt the fever of thieves in my blood
Born to live after the sunset of the world
If we die of another man's ignorance
Remember lord, they ain't innocent
Before they acted nigger-ish, tasted hell bitterness
Swallow my tongue, like a liquorice
Though, runnin through his naked wilderness
Mad as a jackal, with the dry mouth
That prowls the grave at the time of drought
Bury me near king david
Somewhere in the oasis
Fill my body with godly fragrance
May I sleep with the ancient
Feed my flesh to the ravens
Wish death on every peagan
If I finish my night in some gutter with my throat cut
By some fake friends who had me doped up
Fill this whole planet with smoke and such
If I'm murdered like abrah'
May I fall in the arms of an angel
Fuck a close friend, they can change too
Return to the earth as gairule, hostin my own funeral
Lookin unusual, may the earth choke and spit up my coffin
Use my body as an offering, God bless my offsprings
(show him the way)
If I die tonight
(show him the way)
A train crashed
And everything slows down
I was wishing I could get out of this town
These dreams we've had
Have never made you cry
And I am not a twinkle in your eye
But I've got to get out of here
Cuz you drive me up the wall
I've got to get out of here
Cuz I can't stand to fall
And If I die
see you won't be so close to me
And I won't be the one
Who sticks around
If I'm awake
see you won't go to sleep, I promise
And I won't be the one
Who lets you down
Tailgates, long talks
And your superficial friends
Shiny, silver Fords
That lead us to dead ends
And I said do you lick these salty wounds
That you, yourself condone
I sit, wait, and I'm all alone
But I can't go home
'Cause you're my home
If I die
see you won't be so close to me
And I won't be the one
Who sticks around
If I'm awake
see you won't go to sleep, I promise
And I won't be the one
Who lets you down
No, I won't let you down
No, I won't let you down
Tell me where you are tonight
And is everything alright?
Do you remember what I said,
While he's sleeping in your bed?
tell me now you Smile hard
cuz i don't smile much so far
And is he everything you need?
Is he everything I couldn't be?
Does he make everything match better?
Bring you all the shiny weather that you want
And is he everything
everything I'm not
And If I die
You won't be so close to me
And I won't be the one
Who sticks around
If I'm awake
see you won't go to sleep, I promise
And I won't be the one
Who lets you down
no, I won't let you down
no, I won't let you down
I won't let you down
Wachten op 't glazen schip
Wachten op de zunne
Wachten tot de schoele uutgiet
Je moeten 't mar wachten kunnen
Wachten op 't 8 uur journaal
Wachten veur de brugge
Wachten in 'n lange riege
't giet nie barre vlugge
Der bennen van die dingen daor ku'j wel op wachten
Mar 't wachten op joe dat is even anders wat
Oh af & toe, af & toe, af & toe
Word ik muu van 't wachten op joe
Oh af & toe, af & toe, af & toe
Word ik muu van 't wachten op joe
En toch blief ik wachten
Lig de kraante al in de busse
Bennen de krudoorns nou al riepe
Bennen de winkels nog nie lös
Ku'j al scheuvelen op de wieke
Is 't grös al hoog genog
Bluitt de heide al in 't veld
Wachten op de sneij in april
Wachten tot iene joe belt
Der bennen van die dingen daor ku'j wel op wachten
Mar 't wachten op joe dat is even anders wat
Oh af & toe, af & toe, af & toe
Word ik muu van 't wachten op joe
Oh af & toe, af & toe, af & toe
Word ik muu van 't wachten op joe
En toch blief ik wachten
En toch blief ik wachten
Je hebben zölf zegd dat misschien ooit later nog...
Terwijl ik wel beter mus weten!
A'k der goed over naodenk dan wee'k 't best
Da'k 't eigenlijk 's echt moet vergeten
En toch blief ik wachten
En toch blief ik wachten
Oh af & toe, af & toe, af & toe
Word ik muu van 't wachten op joe
Oh af & toe, af & toe, af & toe
Word ik muu van 't wachten op joe
Oh af & toe, af & toe, af & toe
Word ik muu van 't wachten op joe
Oh af & toe, af & toe, af & toe
Word ik muu van 't wachten op joe
En toch blief ik wachten
Toch blief ik wachten op joe
[Woodie]
I step into a house party
Cortez's shinin'
Khakis creased up
Sharper than a diamond
I wasn't invited
So I might be out a place
I'm peepin' the scene
I feel no funk
But feel the bass
They bumpin' some of that
Northern Cali type a shit
Cold World Hustlers
Mac Dre and Brotha Lynch
I'm catchin' the vibe
The atmospheres I'm sweatin'
But still holdin' the nine
In case a homie got to bang
Directions one to one
When it comes to the sets
Cuz it just might be fun tonight
I usually don't expect it
See if your wandering eyes glancin' my way
Who'd a thought out on a
Saturday or a Friday
[Chorus x2: Shannon Sanders]
Although it's an off night
It just might turn out right
Although it's an off night
Don't junk it till dawn light
[Woodie]
Three choices it appears to me
But the brunette with the booty is steering me
She's got them bright green eyes
Proper face, thick thighs
Tits average size
All in all she's the prize
I smoothly make my way across the room
My confidence is high
With three 40's consumed
Hit her with some small talk
Then back off some
If the conversation stops
It was a false alarm
She pursued to chop it up
And asked if I liked to groove
I said, "Baby I'm a gangster
When I dance I barley move"
So if that's cool with you
Then fo' sho' lets hit the floor
But I must admit
My specialty's to stop and get low
[Chorus x2]
[Woodie]
The party's gettin' humid
And the heat I can't bear
So baby I'm a got out front
And get some fresh air
She said she'd like to go to
And asked, "Is that alright with you"
Not a problem
But I might just hit the liquor store or two
My Lark's down the block
And since the night's hot
If you want, it's convertible
So we can drop the top
Right there I had her caught
A fish on a hook
She was puddy in my hands
I could tell by her look
She asked if I was a playa
I said, "That life ain't for me"
Norteño from the Yoc
Now that's a different story
She fell for every word
She was lovin' me no doubt
Told my homies that I came with you
It's time I headed out
To the Lark, to the store, to my spot,
To the soft white imperals on my bed
I'm hittin' skins on and off [not yet]
Sometimes that's the way it goes
Tryin' to get crackin' on the Lincoln
It's all in the ass
I fall onto the floor
With a bottle in my hand
If I drunk anymore
I could die
I'm comatosed but walking
Between numbers that I like
But now the well's run dry
I'm going home
I said it I meant it
oh no I changed my mind again
Again
What would you do if I die
What would you do if I die
What would you do if I die
What would you do if I die
Everybody's addicted to something or other
Everybody wants to get high
Take a final drop before you go home
Take a final dream before you go
I said it I meant it
oh no I changed my mind again
Again
What would you do if I die
What would you do if I die
What would you do if I die
What would you do if I die
I said it I meant it
I never felt this way before
Before
What would you do if I die
What would you do if I die
What would you do if I die
Rain is falling on my head,
pretty soon I might be dead.
The end is here, Lord, it's plain to see
I guess my country's made a fool of me.
Chorus:
If I die, please make sure,
Someone will bring me home.
If I die, tomorrow,
Someone will be all alone.
Family's children standin' by,
Mother finds it hard not to cry.
A look of sadness on their face,
Tryin' hard not to show a trace.
Chorus
One last question before I go,
One last answer I must know.
Tomorrow morning I'll be alone,
Can you tell me why I can't be home?
Chorus
Chorus
I don't wanna die, but if I die...
Get out
Come on and get out
I can see that my hands are big
And my life is really small
I have everything wrapped up tight
But I can't squeeze in this box
Get out
Come on and get out
The more I do seems the less I done
And I can't quite figure this out
I see for miles but my feet won't move
I guess that I should open my eyes
If you want to stay here you can get away
If you want to stay here you'll just have to pay
Get out
Come on and get out
I got a beck CD and a video
And a bucket for my head
I can't hear the train
Cause I'm on the track
And I'm trying to catch the bus
If you want to stay here you can get away
{And if I die, I know theyíll cry}
{Who are you? }
Ashe Gordon
{What is this? }
Solo recording
{Who is that? }
HL production in the board and itís kinetic
The first word we said it, the rest is just magic
{Black Lincoln} The end of it gets just tragic, huh
Speak in tongues and prophesize
Nah, I ainít psychic Iím just high
But when Iím sober Iím a soldier of fortune
For the dough or Porsches
You would think itís extortion
The way I polly for the cracker
I determine my worth while others ask
What could they get if they spit on some shit
Like they hit rock bottom with they hand out
They ainít figured they plan out
See, me? I stand out
Ainít that what an artist do?
Yíall niggas is just traciní calliní it freehand
Iím the original b-boy article, yeah
{Agent 006}
{Now who are you? }
The Agent
{What is this? }
It's so rewarding
{What you do? }
Nowadays I'm rockin' with Ashe Gordon
If not that, I'm layin the track
Taggin it straight from the back
Or callin him about recordin' {Hello? }
Hey yo, we need more shit
So we gotta make these hits
I wanna see a sexy shorty move her hips
Shakin' her shimmy while she's suckin' on her lips
Sendin' me signals to the utmost
Like she could ride me all night
Wake up and serve french toast
I wouldn't mind, that would be the most
I'm a teach 'er about undercover the second she draws close
{Black Lincolns}
{Them Black Lincolns some awfully sexy motherfuckers}
Welcome to the Future,
Blue Print 3
Ay count me in
Find me a nice soft place to land
I'm so high
Find me a place to land,
Yeah right there,
I'm so tomorrow,
The Audemars are yesterday,
Which means your on time delay,
So even if I slow it doooown,
My sound is fast forward, hold up
I'm just a runway show
But I wear this on my plane in my runway clothes,
Cashmere sweats they come out next year
But these my last year sweats,
And my hoe so sick, your new chick can't f-ck with my old b-tch,
And you know this sh-t,
I'm professional, they know this is,
I just may let you borrow this,
This the blueprint n-gga follow this,
This what what tomorrow is,
Welcome to tomorrow b—–tch,
[Chorus:]
[Drake:]
Whatever you about to discover we off that
You about to tell her you love her we off that,
Always wanna fight in the club and we off that,
But you can't bring the future back,
Ya'll steady chasing the fame we off that,
Oversized clothes and chains we off that,
N-gga still making it rain and we off that,
Cause you can't bring the future back,
Tell n-ggas top get off me,
Cris we off that,
Timbs we off that,
Rims we off that,
[Jay-Z:]
Yeah We off that is you still on that,
If you still making money cause we still on that,
This ain't black versus white my n-gga we off that,
Please tell Bill O Reilly to fall back,
Tell Rush Limbaugh to get off my balls,
It's 2010 not 1864,
Ah yeh we come so far,
So I drive around town hard top and it's off
Ah and my tribeca loft with my high brow art
And my high yellow broad
Ah and my dark skin sis and my best white mate
Say what's up to to chris,
Ah, hows that for a mix,
Got a black president,
Got green presidents,
Blueprints in my white ipod,
Black diamonds in my Jesus piece, My God,
Ah we ain't tripping off that,
It's a benetton ad, n-gga been up off that
[Chorus]
[Jay-Z:]
I don't give a fidduuck, abiddout the widday,
You used to move, what you used to do,
And I don't give a fidduuck abiddout the b-tches
That you used to screw
What your future do,
And we don't really care what you used to say,
Unless that affects your future pay,
I'm on the practice field running two a day,
So I don't drop the ball when it's threw my way,
So I don't a fidduck abiddout the sh-t that
You probably did,
Who you probably is,
The only time I deal in past tense
Is I'm past rims,
And I'm past tints,
If you driving it I drove it,
You got it cause I sold it,
You copped it and I bought it back,
And we don't give a fidduck n-gga we off that.
