Rage Young Buck (Ft. Marvin Gaye)

Young Buck, (?) King David

He is a depicted as, as a righteous King, although not without fault, as well as acclaimed warrior, musician, poet, traditionally credited for composing many of the songs

(First Verse)

An arrow to the heart
It's time for me to dearly depart
I predicted when the killing would start
Put me in the dark
Sit still like a coupe DeVille in park
Just put some oil in the motor, and he still a (?)

Big Dog don't want to feed his puppies
So they lookin' in the trashcan hopin' to get lucky
Ugly, what they sayin' about the work
Cause there's nothin', now the robbers go to church askin' God throw 'em something

I propose to the money, let me make it my wife
I spend my whole life tryin' to fuck a Condoleezza Rice
Life, I try to keep 'em on, they turn 'em off
I left (as) a soldier, just to only return as a boss

Rage, got these crackas tryin to put me in a cage
Piecin' out a brick of (?) to make a nigga hay
I was tryna let ya know a nigga on the stage
I got my mind on getting paid, for my heart full of (Rage)