Should keep mine sealed shut. I open my mouth. Good sense abandoned. Betrayed by humility. Dare to mention insecure. Devote attention. Knife from
be acting funny style Then I don't need ya It's Saturday, this night fever Shit is popping, Acheeva my mouth cotton Tis the season for draws dropping And heavy breathing
jewels that give you cataracts, bitch who you foolin' They gave me eight bars, no room to breathe And eight darts nigga, no one to leave [Fabolous] I come out with fire
to kill every last one Every last one Panic in the shakes of the wounded Panic in the worms Onto the floor And out of your mouth Out of your eyelids
breathe You can't get rid of me You said I wasn't funny (but you laughed) You said I couldn't drive fast (then you crashed) Funny how it works out With your big mouth
the fire marshall We spit with an intensity to shut shit down in the industry Two different entities, with a propensity to put these n-u-t-s In your fucking mouth
yer cup If the wind's got you sideways with with one hand holdin' on And the other starts slipping and the feeling is gone And yer train engine fire
might. And he got caught in the spotlight, But when we get to the end He wants to start all over again. I've got fire water right on my breath And the
Death may come invisible or in a holy wall of fire In the breath between the markers on some black I-80 mile From the madness of the governments to the
well death may come invisible or in a holy wall of fire in the breath between the markers on a black I-80 mile from the madness of the governments to
or a ghost I collapse out of turn near a house lying still in the grass And felt the heat from the ground rising up to contract And expand like a breathe
Break yo' neck nigga! Break yo' neck! {Verse 2} Come along now (Let's put it down nigga!) When I bounce back and you know I done caught my breath, y'
like you from easily trespassing Nickel nine shine on your eye then you see fire blastin Get off my premises A yo Lord is you a friend of his Mouth him
All movin targets, I got you open like supermarkets (Word up, word up) Yo yo, there's only five years left While niggaz is scared to death they breathe they last breath
not hungry, just picky in what we eat Keep food off the mind and keep weight off the body All you gotta do is keep my name out your mouth And stop frownin
shoes Do the speed limit nigga watch out for the light Pussy ass niggas gotta watch out for the dikes Seventeen fire yeah nigga I'm set Seventeen fire
the silent tunnel. The tears I weep lies frozen cold... you've slipped away in the fire. Embrace me now in my final breath... Continue to grow, my flower
Whatcha lookin at huh? Still speakin' to me think you pushin' it huh? Know you pussy cat run Cause this bitch is gonna bite I don't light fire Grab it
