luck is like a ball you can't recall or care at all so better use your brain A little dragon could spit fire but never so for something bad he didn'
the voice in my head The voice in my head, the voice in my head You feel the voice in my head My head (X8) All rise up The courtroom is adjourned Now my brain
what the world want me to be I was born to be super duper Scott The one bad bitches call super duper lame Now super duper fame gives me super duper brains
Misfit dudes by the rules reapply Creeps low wit cruise control when Im high Brand new 22 shoes on the ride Gotta get blatta tatted Hit up green rise [
love the way you talk With your mouthful The way you park on the sidewalk The way you are in the car I'll make you love the way I behave On my bad days
She said FUCK FENDI, but I think she was playin I heard she move them thangs I think she fuckin Wayne She call herself Lewinsky, that mean she give him brain
She said FUCK FENDI, but I think she was playin I heard she move dem thangs I think she fuckin Wayne She call herself Lewinsky, dat mean she give him brain
Cross the border, Into the big bad world Where it takes you 'bout an hour Just to cross the road Just to stumble across another poor old soul from The
where I fall I'm dead from bad intentions Suffocated and embalmed And now all our dreams are cashed in You swore you wouldn't lose then lost your brain
Raw] Beans passed the mack and we held em, like hostages Rappers see me, hide they face like ostriches Dice'll grind your brain into little sausages
out my shoes No-one can live without food Mankind:yuh living jus too rude Ay-hiy! Verse 1 You rise
why) Cuz ? put his speech down and got all the brothers to ride For one cause, and that's how it is y'all Wise on up to rise on up dawg Each one teach
going bad No luck I'm going Bad, bad, bad So rough I'm going Bad, bad, bad No church I'm going Bad, bad, bad Disperse I'm going Bad Feel me out now [
still smoke weed, get dusted Get drunk and take pills Fast gun play Gon' get you blast one day Fuckin' with Zee It be today motherfucker Look like a sitcom for no brain
from dawn till dusk and the rise of the sun I'm waking in the morning Now my day has begun So much in the atmosphere remains uncontained Always running wild ideas in my brain
some say money is bad for the soul bad for the rock, bad for the roll bad for the heart, bad for the brain bad for damn near everything oh yeah.....
warm inside Come to the Dirt Dog as the tummy rise [*Laughs*] Enter [RZA] Yo yo my Wu-Tang cliff'll make your atom split The power of my brain, you