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a mother named Holly
Father named Arthur, we call him Artie
You don't understand and I'm very very sorry
Cousin named Freida, Uncle named Skeeter
He's
like this don't happen overnight, no no

Now they're telling me 
Bout my imagery
How I'm so squeaky clean 
Whenever I'm on TV
Too much jealousy
a mother named Holly
Father named Arthur, we call him Artie
You don't understand and I'm very very sorry
Cousin named Freida, Uncle named Skeeter
He's
sorry 'cause that's
All I wanna know
I need a little more cheepnis please
Baby, I'm sorry 'cause it's all I wanna know
I need a little more cheepnis
spare y'all
Why you wanna judge me
I don't ever compare y'all
The city is mine
I know it because I'm there y'all
It ain't even started I'm really
Besides, every rapper ain't a star, nigga plad ain't bulbary
You can't tame Lloyd, smokin by the big screen
You changin the channel looks like I'm playin
Besides, every rapper ain't a star, nigga plad ain't bulbary
You can't tame Lloyd, smokin by the big screen
You changin the channel looks like I'm playin
kickstand
Get out my mix man, just go' get you stuck
Deeper in the quicksand, with no easy fix, man (damn!)
No tricks, man, those is for kids
Cushion, my
much Casino, wannabe Nino Brown with the uzi 
But clown you more like Downtown Judy 
Niggaz can't fool me, I love the way you ball outta control 
in
don't let no one say nothing wrong in your face
There's more of us than of them and we demand more bass
It has nothing to do with you, it's just that we
treated it like a pet
I should be in list, but no I still can't forget
Put the cards on the table, don't get loud, cut the bull out
If you slept wit another
Tonedeff's slays giants, as if my legal name's David/
What I say's Blatant, no apologies necessary to glaze the game blazing/
Touch overdubs or change
wave hand
And not wave hand like it's a heat wave
So you make a fan by waving your hand
I'm talking wave like you saying "hey"
Man, and not hay for
they intentionally hide the blacks
Ain't got no reply to that, I said I'm sorry if I'm to blame
I tried like hell to sooth your soul by planting
better just watch for us
I don't want to hear that you're sorry to me
After you tore up, and started a war up in the black community
It's out
right make it better christ I'm on both of my knees I"m trying to stop coppin' cope by the keys I'm sorry father but I got to keep a toaster to squeeze I
it better Christ I'm on both of my knees 
I"m trying to stop coppin' cope by the keys 
I'm sorry father but I got to keep a toaster to squeeze 
I be
yesterday I got spooked out and drewed out on an old woman 

I told the lady "Look I'm sorry Miss I knew I was wrong, 

but you came so fuckin close to me
"fuckoff". You can, you can.
When I did the vocal I tried to cover it up by going "Oh no", but in the
Background you still hear it "fuckoff". And it's even
to enter the flesh divine 
By dropping a kind of semi-sweet line 
"Your honey hole so fine and mile deep; I'm gonna leap 
Into you like an ocean do you
chasing ignoring the fight that we facing
No love for the ignorant, it's called playahating
Playas stay hated when they oughta be educated
Ego deflated,
yesterday I got spooked out and drewed out on an old woman 

I told the lady "Look I'm sorry Miss I knew I was wrong, 

but you came so fuckin close to me
I got some killers so don't push me
Juicy J be on some mob shit
Waitin' by your door step hot in the bullshit
If it comes down to it ain't no thang
falling lately, it feel like my children hate me
You tell me I'm beautiful and yet no man wanna date me
Haunted by vivid memories of that man who raped me
yesterday I got spooked out and drewed out on an old woman 

I told the lady "Look I'm sorry Miss I knew I was wrong, 

but you came so fuckin close to me