You carry it with you Now we're faced with two wrongs Now you carry it with you I don't know, oh, I don't know And now we're faced with two wrongs We could be born to anything and now, and now What you have done is terrible These four walls to keep you

Gleich hab ich ihn gefangen, da hab ich aber Glück Steigt langsam in die höhe, gleich fliegt er mir davon Doch an der langen leine, hohl ich ihn mir zurück Ein großer, ein runder, ein roter Luftballon, Ein großer, ein runder, ein gelber Luftballon Ein

We getting pussy with our personality We ain’t never been ballers But we getting pussy with our personality We ain’t ever been the motherfuckas I ain't even strong like that So average, I ain't tall like that We just tryna show a little respect, maybe

Rage, rage the night away Forget about the money I spent today Hope you save everything 'til you in the grave Ball 'til you fall, throw it all away We alive right now I'm a need y'all to turn the fuck up, now! I'm a need y'all to roll a blunt up, now! Go

Talk to me nice, talk to me nice Talk to me nice, talk to me nice, talk to me nice You know I'm gon' ball yeah No way I could fall yeah They predicted next fall yeah Look at them like aw yeah Talk to me, talk to me nice Or don't talk to me at all yeah

Ooh baby, ooh baby, ooh baby, Mother do you think they'll drop the bomb? Mother do you think they'll like this song? Mother do you think they'll try to break my balls? Mother should I build the wall? Mother should I run for President? Mother should I

Rrrah, uhh, bitch! It's radio radio station, cat Xzibit huh? K-W-Balls, Daniel Thompson hold like this Like that in fact, with a fat-ass Battlecat track I'm takin caller number one, that is.. Rrrah uhh, bitch - you took too long

A heartache I'm still trying to get through Texas was you Texas was green eyes crying goodbye Was a long drive Ohio was a riverbank 10 speed layin' in the weeds Cannonball off an old rope swing Long long summer days Tennessee was a guitar

You can bring your crew, but we remain true Motherfucker, still ballin' Motherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin') Niggas wonder why (they wonder why) Straight motherfuckin' ballin', part two Still ballin', Westside! Now, ever since a nigga was a seed

Keep on chooglin' Maybe you don't understand it. But if you're a natural man, You got to ball and have a good time And that's what I call chooglin'.