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Banda Pro Head

Rock guns like Caddy trunks, keep a spare You see the lump under the Iceberg fleece and gear And when the beef cook, I'ma put the piece to your head And

I spent more cake on dem (big boy) [Murphy Lee] Look I'm tryin to keep it up like a one minute man (Big boy) while Ali on the Kawasaki two head bands

flavor, you're tasting what I gave ya Seeping through the cellar cause I be the freak of nature With, the images that I hold in my head I be the kid from

there's nothing in the way to stop me Heading for the light Now there's nothing in the way to stop me Heading for the light Heading for the light Heading

I spent more cake on dem (big boy) [Murphy Lee] Look I'm tryin to keep it up like a one minute man (Big boy) while Ali on the Kawasaki two head bands

keep MCs sufferin', beggin' for big, heavy bags of Bufferin. Baseball battin' 'em, splattin' 'em, so many homicide records, my cases went platinum. D'Shawn is nice; known for givin' out head

Let's go, Shyne, pro, bust pipes get right Bang, stop, roll 'head throw the dice White Air Force Ones, monies in rubber bands America's number one dope

wobble it and I'ma gobble it I see you moving your head to head bobbling We can cradle the bed, I'm straight rocking it The girls say my head like the head

we live alone what we living for is critical Someone give some hope thats breath for our living souls Even if your physical can't breathe stand up and lead Me and my band