Surprise surprise Yesterday is yesterday And lies they lied You don't have to love this town Walking through these empty streets This town is dead Rain is coming harder now upon your head You can't get far enough away

I've upgraded Aye, let me just rap I've upgraded while they've waited Will they love it, will they hate it Never fade it I evade it Cause I never really want to complicate it Think I've made it, yes I did I'm giving them bars like a bid Let me rewind it

Rock hard ride free Get a grip on the action Movin' heaven and earth Gotta get a reaction Push for all that you're worth No denyin we're goin' against the grain So defiant they'll never put us down All day, all night All your life

No more parties in LA Please baby no more parties in LA, uh No more (Los Angeles) Hey baby you forgot your Ray Bans And my sheets still orange from your spray tan It was more than soft porn for the K-man She remember my Sprinter, said "I was in the grape

I'm the number one fan He said please come to Boston For the springtime I'm stayin' here with some friends And they've got lots of room You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk By a cafe where I hope to be workin' soon Please come to Boston

There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun It has been the ruin of many a poor girl And me, oh, God, I'm one If I had listened to what my mother said, I`d have been at home today, But I was young and foolish, oh, God Let a rambler lead me

I will not change for shit, I got my name from this Screamin' out gang gang gang gang gang I do this shit for the gang I didn't get in this for fame Nigga ain't takin' my chain I'ma stand firm with my name They say you get money, you change I got the

Uh, they let me in it (In it) I'm like hold up, wait a minute (Minute) They be like, "Oh, that's Melly, yeah, the menace" (Okay) I be like, "No, lil' bitch" (No, lil' bitch) Suck on it slow, lil' bitch (Suck on it slow) Fuck on the floor, lil' bitch

They want your number so they can call you Just to come over to cook for all you Thought she was thirsty and it was all true Only business she want is hopin' you let her fall through Blah, blah, blah, bitch Using bid'ness just to sit up on my dick How I

If I could stay Then the night would give you up Stay and the night would be enough Green light, Seven Eleven You stop in for a pack of cigarettes You don't smoke, don't even want to Hey now, check your change Dressed up like a car crash Your wheels are