my sons regret me Windpipe writing, the mic fighting, respect me I'm from where it get down, machete your mother Snatch your brother, scrap you down You
the herbs stand still Never talkin to snakes cause the words of man kill True in the game, as long as blood is blue in my veins I pour my Heineken brew
got the soul seed Love, life and peace, it can only begin When you know in your heart that the change is within Love all your brothers and love all your
it Catch blue balls if one of ya niggas bitches I know the feeling gotta re-align your wills to life Or better yet you maybe should write your will tonight
a partner To stand right by they's side Not only down through the good times But also down through the bad times Everybody need a partner To stand right by
rock this jam I wanna see 'em up in the air, throw up your hand Introducin, the one-man band A child that's wild, now with the style, couldn't stand
I tell ya brother, man shit happens By the way, howzit with you? Check out the kid, finger on the button Oh yeah, it's a wonderful world, huh Got no desire
new beginning, revolution is coming See the bullets out the ruger spinning And we ain't gon' stand down, we gon' stand up Black man, black power, put your
, give ya long slow strokes Or beat your pussy up 'til it smokes?? Young girl lookin' brand new, told me what her man do Fake-ass nigga, she can't stand
you gonna say about that il put all your plans on lock,make you put all your mans on the spot,im totally everything that your not,im totally mad,you'
we know all them lil' different fuckin' ways, you slum But it's trill downtown, your momma's all free Your house is sugar, layin' with your wife and your
it for my daughter Promise I'll always love ya, I love to kiss and hug ya You and your brother should be lookin' out for one another I'm so blessed, man
, snatch son Put the barrel by his face, blast one by his eardrum Piss run, you drop thinkin' you shot Screamin' like a bitch, kicks to your face Shots
wait Comin in the name to proclaim your fame for protection And you don't know no fuckin lessons? Number two, the snake Bad, bad, Leroy Brown Baddest man
is your life in a song Yeah this is country music Are you haunted by the echo of your mother On the phone? Cryin' as she tells you that Your brother
be doing is getting down on your knees every night, And thanking the man above for being blessed right now. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. If you want your