Teksty:
Big K R I T I Gotta Stay

, youknowhatI'msayin'? You gotta stay down for yours You know I want it, sure as I'm Ice-T I make records for you, but this one's for me You know what I

as long as I'm alive, paw I got to strive I ain't sittin roadside, that ain't harder to plan I'm out here for my fam doin all that I can I love my city

to Lafayette Maybe off in Alexandria, but I ain't finished yet I gotta make a hoe I-10, I sin Then I, do it again I get my ends, I'm in my motherfucking

like mine you can't find it They are the audience I am the lyricist Sometimes the suckas on the side gotta hear this Page, a rage and I'm not in a cage

hot car With his guitar, playing on the side Have. you. ever. mad. love. [Lil Wayne:] I'm a r-o-c-k star And I can play with that pussy like I play my

I can still spit it But I ain't rappin' for cheese, I want meal tickets Gotta start somewhere, and I'm past that For the right scratch, I be the last

Dods, and his son Christian, I gotta say thank you To Scum hard as smoke and cheap as wood To Scumette, and the Vandals How about H.R.? For 'nuff inspiration

-blooded i shoulda been born sicilian Odds on doin what we doin must be one in a billion I played it right late at nite and i stayed alive I been writin

mine you can?t find it They are the audience, I am the lyricist Sometimes the suckas on the side gotta hear this Page, a rage and I?m not in a cage