World Get Out Of Line She Program My Shit I Know My Shit Do Stink But She Can Stand My Shit I Got The Flip Flop Paint On Her Standard Shift Dot 6 Range
, freaks... 6 miles and running got my fist straight poppin, And my first album coming feedin 20 promises I made (repeat) Verse 2 6 miles and running in the pontiak, 6
's too bad, could have had someone else But the years that I've wasted is nothing to the tears that I've tasted So here's what I'm facin', 3 felonies, 6
flipping your daughter thirty ways Yeah who want mine? Bent outta shape, one time Play the mall, starin' at your beautiful, sunshine Watch my shit shift
Life ain't 'posed to be like this, robbery and poverty 24 hour shifts to keep this cocaine off of me Y'all ain't livin' how I'm livin', one mo' week I
and some work the night shift/ some work for change and some for a night lift/ the climate gets hot/ these broads take they tops off/ like the CL6 and
click clacker bitch, I jack the jackers Cover more than Greyhound every hustlin' backwards Stay in the pocket gettin' sticked but I'm breakin' them tackles Disrespect shift
slacks They're home for the summer from college Staying out late, getting rowdy at the bar And looking for trouble uptown They come up my block, 'bout 5 or 6
clones It's beyond binocalurs, sence the moody, six chromosomes I'm no more less, no need to flex the evil, trip with the clip I got the 6-1-0 flow, and
my shit, know who you fuckin' with? Jay-hovah, 'fore I never got no play Now these bitches wanna give me more head than Sade Crisp in the 6 withcha
6 miles and runnin', got my fist strip poppin' And my first album comin', feedin' twenty growlin' stomachs 6 miles and running in the Pontiac, six thousand eighty six, trans Might shift
to tell her that nigga was bad news but she ain't heard me Fact was that she love this bitch But she found love on the graveyard shift And how many ?
in the front aisle, of a funeral home Put two to your dome, so pass the microphone The s-h-o-w-b-i-z from 1-6-3, third and a-v-e The trump can't see me
shape shifting Dissolved into the darkness A final opinion is of less value Than an appreciation of, And tolerance A shadow that has fallen over this town [x6
home at 6AM gone out to work all day With me boots on me feet and me cap on me head In bed I would I could stay Cause I'm too old to spend my time shifting
s been 30 years being fit for hurting Now I'm a different person with nohing to overcome in the mist of burdens For certain, got 6 figures in my sock