Without You

(album: 5 And Better Series Vol. 1: Return Of The P.L.K. - 2008)

Uh! – If you a G, this for you! (for you...)
Possessive mind, if I see it I pursue. (uh!)
Take a look at where I come from – you'll see what I been thru (thru!)
Snake niggas get be-headed, guillotine 'em out the crew
Funny thing is without you – I wouldn't have a clue!
On what to do when ran into – a lady such as yourself (yeah!)
Not lady as in a gender – but lady as in character
My lady heart bigger. (bitch!) – I love my Glock, married her! (whoo!)
Carried her thru my daily, they mad – they can't get near me
Think I won't – hit ya, dare me, you'll be smoked, CLICK, ya hear me? (hear me?)
But not really! – Shout to all the haters (yeah!)
Cause that's all they really want – attention from money makers!
With' mansions and friendly neighbors (uh!) – and VVS lasers (uh!)
Pool parties, bitches in bikinis doing favors
Had negative niggas raised us. – And gave us the game
Planned everything carefully. – Prepared to be the mane. (mane!)
The hating don't get me! – Them switch-siders won't switch me (naah!)
They wishy! – And disloyal – broke and shifty!
If we really want you gone, then you'll be gone – don't wrong!
Sad song, they been fronting mad long. – Blast on 'em!
Laugh at em'! Gas face 'em, chase 'em
To the train station!
Cause you know he don't push shit! (push shit!) – Neck full of bullshit (bullshit!)
I'm riding with' a full clip! Same clique, SouthSide
No bright colors, all black when we outside. Whooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!
Dressed up and Vest'd up. – Hennessy in my stress cup (strees cup!)
Princess cut from the neck up, hand on my right and my left nut. (whoo!)
ESV'in cause Cadillac make the best truck
I fill 'em up with females, begging me to be sex'd up
Heaven is where we end up, cause it's been hot as shit here (shit here!)
It's gotta be hell! – How many died this year? (huh?)
Heavy fly wrist-wear; am I the guy? Shit, yeah! (shit, yeah!)
You deserve to sit, you give homicide tip, queer
I like my bitch rare! (naaah!) – Not all in the street!
That'll getcha peter rolled – meter blown all in ya seat. (in ya seat!)
We don't care if no one eat! – We don't trust them! (them!)
And they don't trust us; no one speak! – Grimey, 'til I go to sleep! (yeah!)
Chrome hearted Rover feet. – Nigga picture me trick!
You KNOW I'm cheap! (KNOW I'm cheap!) – I getcha seasick, the flow is deep. (deep!)
You getcha knees hit, ya fingers broke you STILL
Treating this shit just like the street – dope for sale! (eeee-eeeeehhh!)
The hating don't get me! – Them switch-siders won't switch me (naah!)
They wishy! – And disloyal – broke and shifty!
If we really want you gone, then you'll be gone – don't wrong!
Sad song, they been fronting mad long. – Blast on 'em!
Laugh at em'! Gas face 'em, chase 'em to the train station!
Cause you know he don't push shit! (push shit!) – Neck full of bullshit (bullshit!)
I'm riding with' a full clip! Same clique, SouthSide
No bright colors, all black when we outside
SHADYVILLE-dot-BIZ!
CAN'T FORGET... LIGHT THE BARBER!