http://rapradar.com/2010/06/09/new-music-lil-wayne-light-up-live-from-rikers/
Lyrics
Hate is temporary, love is necessary
I went from eatin pussy to eatin commissary
Damn, I am addicted, I need therapy
You can buy the answer, but you can’t afford to question me
First off i dont need you Second guessing me,
Jail is like Third base ill be coming home eventually
Still got shooters, like hot tubs
Claim I’m anemic, still got blood
I’m in my cell, reading fan mail
Wish I was in Amsterdam sippin Amstel
Thinkin’ bout all of the pussy I can’t smell
Man they did me wrong, I feel like Nelson Mandel-A
I shine too hard, my lamp fell
But my name’s still under Alexander Graham Bell
I know you meant damn, ’cause you know damn well
that I still got you over open like a clam shell
Yeah, still fly on my hawk shit
My conversations stink ’cause I talk shit
Stay in your lane, you’re on that double-park shit
We’re eating at the top, you need a spoon and a fork-lift
I got it wrapped, wrapped up like a gift
And I’d be sober if ‘If’ was a 5th
I’m feelin like Elvis, Jailhouse Rock
I’m not 2Pac, I’m the new Pac
Behind bars, but the bars don’t stop
Recording over the phone, I hope the call don’t drop
Drizzy got the ball, I know the ball won’t drop
And I pray none of my kids never wanna be cops
Young Money get ‘em, Young Money got ‘em
The boss got his feet up, vacation on the island
Yeah, and tell your girl ?????
And even if you don’t smoke, muthafucka you gon’ have to light up
Damn is it just me.. or do yall think he should rap sober more often?
That baseball line was niice
