the back of tha carter.two.ooooh
yea.this here is.the end of tha carter two people
i got the game on ball and chain
i threw the key in the train
i'm like the key in the truck
i spent a g on these frames
though my vision is priceless
seeing through you niggaz like a fuckin psychic
hearing through the grapevine
say my name and die in the daytime
throwing up the seventeenth sign
tell them pussy niggaz come together
nigga super soaker wetter
you ain't nothing but a petal nigga
trying to be a civil nigga
shit that'll be a different nigga
but she ain't really trippin
'cause the pots is pissed in
until the shots whistling'
like a cobra at attention
and quit callin women bitches
as long as she don't worry 'bout the coke in the kitchen
there you go shittin on a way a nigga thinkin
only history i know is benjamin franklin
and since the future ain't promised to no one
i live everyday like this is the sure one
'til the mother fuckin snow come
and it feels so fuckin good
throw my dope like a rope
in the attic there's a fortune
we bangin for the bread nigga
and until i die i'm da. da da da da. da best rapper alive