Any rumor you ever heard about me was true and legendary I done got Lewinskys and paid secretaries For all my niggas with babies by bitches That use they kids as meal tickets Not knowin' the disconnect from the father The next generation will be the real victims<p> Had my life threatened by best friends with selfish intents What I'm supposed to do? Ride around with a bulletproof car and some tints?

Who your real friends? We all came from the bottom I'm always blaming you, but what's sad, you not the problem<p> Real friends I guess I get what I deserve, don't I? Word on the streets is they ain't heard from him I guess I get what I deserve, don't I? Talked down on my name, throwed dirt on him.

Seem like the more fame, I only got wilder Hands up, we just doing what the cops taught us I've been outta my mind a long time I've been outta my mind a long time I be saying how I feel at the wrong time Might not come when you want but I'm on time.<p> Name one genius that ain't crazy.

Up in the morning, miss you bad Sorry I ain't call you back, same problem my father had All this time, all he had And what he dreamed, all his cash Market crashed, hurt him bad People get divorced for that Dropped some stacks, pops is good Mama passed in Hollywood If you ask, lost my soul Drivin' fast, lost control Off the road, jaw was broke 'Member we all was broke?

I know I got a bad reputation 'Walk around, always mad' reputation 'Leave a pretty girl sad' reputation Start a Fight Club, Brad reputation<p> Close your eyes and let the word paint a thousand pictures One good girl is worth a thousand bitches Bound.

Before the limelight stole ya Remember we were so young When I would hold you Before the blood on the leaves I know there ain't nothin' wrong with me Something strange is happening We could've been somebody<p> Before they call lawyers Before you tried to destroy us How you gon' lie to the lawyer? It's like I don't even know ya I gotta bring it back to the 'nolia<p> All in on that alimony, uh Yeah, yeah, she got you, homie, yeah 'Til death, but do your part Unholy matrimony.

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Time to take it too far now Michael Douglas out the car now. Got the kids-and-the-wife life But can't wake up from the nightlife I'm so scared of my demons I go to sleep with a nightlight My mind move like a Tron bike Pop a wheelie on the Zeitgeist.

My mama was raised in the era when Clean water was only served to the fairer skin Doing clothes, you would've thought I had help But they wasn't satisfied unless I picked the cotton myself.<p> So go and grab the reporters So I can smash their recorders See, they'll confuse us with some bullshit Like the New World Order Meanwhile the DEA Teamed up with the CCA They tryna lock niggas up They tryna make new slaves See, that's that privately owned prison Get your peace today They prolly all in the Hamptons Bragging 'bout what they made.

Pardon, I'm getting my scream on Enter the kingdom But watch who you bring home They see a black man with a white woman At the top floor they gon' come to kill King Kong Middle America packed in Came to see me in my black skin Number one question they're asking Fuck every question you asking If I don't get ran out by Catholics Here come some conservative Baptists Claiming I'm overreacting.

You're my devil, you're my angel You're my heaven, you're my hell You're my now, you're my forever You're my freedom, you're my jail You're my lies, you're my truth You're my war, you're my truce You're my questions, you're my proof You're my stress and you're my masseuse<p> Run from the lights, run from the night, run for your life.