's not for sale, She ain't ashamed to show her soul; She'll sell it for a song. But free don't mean she's easy Or ripe for goin' wrong. So let her
now tell me what you need from me-uh Cause I got big boulders 2 for 3-uh Inspired from master p's ghetto d-uh Where I learned ain't shit comin for free
it my nigga Now bet it be ripped to the finish everyday be the same But artillery shop stackin' bone got heat for Armageddon Ready for the war all day
up snatchin souls for dough I know y'all motherfuckers out there somewhere ain't nowhere to hide Makin motherfuckers feel the vibe for life In the midst
here off my block Verse 1: Bizzy Bone Who servin' tha fiends Hundred thousands of green For the love of money Cash all around me Demons can cloud me
up the ghost Krayzie's Picasso, lil' Layzie like Caesar, Stack's like lil' Pesci N Casino and Wish don't give a f**k! O I'm Gambino -n- the walkin
told in rhyme We climax in ninety five wit demo raw raps is knives To skin all ya'll cats alive Take your time don't rush the clock Infamous rock for
, I don't even care 'Cause dumb boys like you are everywhere yeah, that's right B-O-R-I-N-G Too bad you're not the boy for me B-O-R-I-N-G I wanted
chest [Eminem] I'm B-A-N-A-N-A-S [Royce Da 5'9"] I'm a C-O-C-O-N-U-T [Eminem] Put this CD in and you'll see The sequel to Scary Movie, bad is to evil
suckin cops got my Smith-N-Wesson I guess it's time to pick a different weapon, man the shit's depressin But Swift is getting me a new one for a Christmas
singing man Sing a song, singing man Sing another song, singing man Sing another song, singing man Sing a song for me Sing a song for me [P.O.R.N.] Look
Verse One: Demon My click is in it til it's over never sober Bustin over layin Elaine with the cane and the Rover Pray to Jehovah for the nigga with
me M-O-N-O-X-I-D to the E And it really don't matter what you think of me I'm up in this bitch for free Hanging with family And all I keep thinking is
O-B and he gotta lose his touch with his family [Run] HEEEEEEE would lie for herrr, cold die for herrr Did nothing in the world wouldn't try for herrr (yeah) Get ill for
L.A. back to N.Y. on the red eye Toca, holdin' it down on the M-I (The M.O.) Used to be, "Listen to My Demo" All dem vogue now with no problemo Before
'em) Are you ready to die? (Live or die, live or die, live or die) (Where they at? Let's get 'em) Hear the tale of the n'Illtown O.G., better know me