That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful Men lie about that spoonful Some cry about that spoonful Some die about that spoonful It could be a spoonful of tea But one little spoon of your precious love Is good enough for me Everybody fightin' about a spoonful

Hey little girl looking for a sale Hey little girl on a spending spree I don't come cheap but the kisses come free Hey little girl with the cash to burn Well, I'm selling something you won't return Hey little girl, take me off the shelf 'Cause it's hard

Daddy's little psycho and mommy's little soldier I want to be a celebrity martyr Hurrah (bang bang), hurrah (bang bang) the hero of the hour Bang bang give me fame Shoot me up to entertain I am a semi-automatic lonely boy You're dead I'm well fed Give me

Ten years and runnin', we came up from the basement This what you all been waitin' for, ain't it? Rap game owe me, I been waitin' for the payment All these little rappers come and go, wonder where they went This what you all been waitin' for ain't it?

Well she's walking through the clouds With a circus mind that's running 'round. Butterflies and zebras, fairy tales, That's all she ever thinks about. When I'm sad she comes to me With a thousand smiles she gives to me free. Said, "It's all right, take

It was only a mountain, nothing but a big ol' rock Only a mountain, it ain't hard if you don't stop It just took a little step, a right then a left Yeah, that's only a mountain Then a couple million more, who's counting? Only a mountain Well I bet my

Time, time for you to die As I kiss your ass goodnight I make yo mouthpiece obese like Della Reese When I release, you lose teeth like Little Cease Nigga please Blood floods your dungarees And that's just a half of my warpath Laugh now cry later, I rhyme

Find me somebody to love Can anybody find me somebody to love? (Find me somebody to love) Ooh, each morning I get up I die a little Can barely stand on my feet (Take a look at yourself) Take a look in the mirror and cry (and cry) Lord, what you're doing

Is it difficult? If you got something to say Say it to my face Don’t be a little bitch and put up a front Did you really think you could fuck with the evilest rap girl in the whole planet And get away with that? No it doesn’t work like that What a little

Girl I caught you in your little white lie Red handed, red handed You said you had to work tonight But here you are dancing In this honky talk with someone else And all you got to say for yourself