Jealousy in the air tonight, I could tell. I will never understand that but oh well.
I drive two black cars, I named em Malcolm X and Martin Luther.
When a young man complains that a young lady has no heart, it's pretty certain that she has his.
I guess I'm still holding on to something that I know will probably never happen, because somewhere deep down inside me, I have this little piece of hope that someday, it will.
I'm allergic to coming in second but I never sneeze.
I'm busy gettin rich. I don't want trouble. I made enough for 2 niggas, boy, stunt double.