frowning hard on whack chorus Proof was on the scene before Nat Morris Cold as a black forest in these starving streets A garbage heap that was brought Stars
the heart, that's why niggas feel me Show ya'll the true meanin' why Banger act Willie 'Cause I start to spaz and smack a bitch silly They call Leo Ganza wit' the twin
ban they buried Charlene boomie My biggest rap fan I cant express how much I miss the time I spent with you God why they have to kill my mamas twin
Church bells resounded like judgment day As they were making love In the rain swept graveyard She fucked him hard, silhouetted by flame A monsoon tigress
I met her down in Tampa Bay Spring break '88 She came in to hear my band play And man we were on that night Twin guitars and twenty minute jams "Tush
you dont wanna leave it up to rappers who pretend to be track stars, bonafide home mothers Hold up, more problems, They wont step one foot in, to the local church
from the heart, that's why niggas feel me Show ya'll the true meanin why Banger act willie Cause I start to spaz and smack a bitch silly They call Leo Ganza wit the twin
Church bells resounded like judgement day As they were making love In the rainswept graveyard She fucked him hard, silhouetted by flame A monsoon Tigress
I met her down in Tampa Bay Spring break '88 She came in to hear my band play And man we were on that night Twin guitars and 20-minute jams "Tush", "Cocaine
: Church bells resounded like judgement day As they were making love In the rainswept graveyard She fucked him hard, silhouetted by flame A monsoon Tigress
I met her down in Tampa Bay Spring break '88 She came in to hear my band play And man we were on that night Twin guitars and 20-minute jams "Tush", "