Paroles:
Beans On Toast

pint without a cigarette is like bread withiout butter but butter gives you heart attacks so you might aswell no bother i wont smoke in the library or even on

coast Yeah.. Uh.. It's the coast to coast "g" on the check in Yeah.. Uh.. Ride.. Ride.. Ride.. Uh. [Verse 1: Fabolous] If you ain't up on things Fabolous

rappin I was makin it happen On the block with a k While you was with the roc on the stage I had rocks on the stage On headliner for the front page we

rappin I was makin it happen On the block with a k While you was with the roc on the stage I had rocks on the stage On headliner for the front page we

I have a cigarette to pass the time Cause the traffic's hell I don't want anything more Than to see your face when you open the door You'll make me beans on toast

Malik We go back to dollar hoagies and Tahitian Treat Or like toast in the oven with government cheese bubblin Me and Dante like Marvin, The Troublemen travellin Give me the mic, we on

gloppy glumps of cold oatmeal, Pizza crusts and withered greens, soggy beans an' tangerines, Crusts of black-burned buttered toast, gristly bits of beefy roasts. The garbage rolled on

phone tapped, the feds on my tail Got me paying luxury taxes on everythin' I build True to the ghetto that?s my life You see that house on the lake it

sunshine When I'm in the crowd I don't see anything I fall into a trance at the supermarket The noise flows me along as I catch falling cans Of baked beans on toast