That Buck That Bought A Bottle Could

I Have No Tattoos That I Regret - I Have Had Some That I Have Had Changed According To How My Life Was.

Whose World Is This? The World Is Yours.

I Set It Off With My Own Rhyme / Cause I'm As Ill As A Convict Who Kills For Phone Time

Life Is Parallel To Hell But I Must Maintain And Be Prosperous, Though We Live Dangerous.

You Ni**az Get Me Sick, Wannabe Soundin Like You Know My Arithmetic... But We Don't Sound Alike