My lifestyles crazy,I'm luxury lazy. So much gold that jewelry don't phase me. Coroless phone,eight or nine homes. Girlies on my Jammie with Ice-T Jones.
Emcee's no time out, it's time to rhyme out. You've dug your own grave, now you must climb out. Dig out, crawl out, hide from the fallout. 'Cause when I get mad I go all out.