Come on, man.

You could get that buffed out.

No, you can get that book.

Knock and talk not did There.

What the hell happened to knock and talk hands behind your head right now.

I got this.

Penetrate this, man.

So with my heart What watch, sir, I realize that you're scared.

You know sometimes how deep you think you got in his soul.

I've done my bit.

Tyrant.

Oh, here we go again.

You want your legacy to be muscle shirts and body counts.

Look at this mess.

It's carnage.

I didn't do all this.

You didn't shoot anybody.

Come on, You know I shot.

Yeah, fuck me, But but fuck the streets.

Remember trust in any Bible?

I'm asking you bad boys one last time.

One last time.

I'm the definition of trying.

We're not just black with cops to pull ourselves over later, right?

About what I've been telling.

You have four year he can.

He's a like a steep boys.

Bad way.

No, never.

You will never do that again.

And you fucking up the lyrics.