He wore a hat over his hat, And a shirt over his shirt, And he wore 2 pairs of everything. He wore gloves over his gloves, And shoes over his shoes
cries of satisfaction] [Woman] "Listen all you motherfuckers! Callin' alllll freaks! Bull-daggers! Pussy riders! Shit eaters! Dick beaters! Fags! Sissies! Asshole fuckers, or just plain ol' fuckers!" [Verse 1: Brother
friend You were my lover. You were my mentor. You were my brother. You were my partner. You were my teacher. You were my very own sympathetic character. I was afraid of verbal daggers
jawbone fi laugh,aayy! When Babylon city ah go down Propaganda whey they spread becomes a dagger to them heart,ey!
Time will swallow Your precious time Like magic create the future What makes man so fickle ? Who put the daggers in those eyes ? Was it to learn Through
my toes All I need is an eight ball, and a picher of amborose 20 thousand, dalante west can fuck my mother 50 thousand, he can sodamize my brother Eltan
Get down Wooooooo! Get down I'm lying to myself And this dagger's my excuse I'm apalled I Should have paid up And I left an hour late I was laid up
ice Steal money from soldiers and working folks too I'd lend you a dollar and take back two If my wife didn't kiss me the way she does I'd carry four or five daggers
. rolled by and smoked black's brother Reached in his coat and grabbed a 'port Full speed down Reed, shot his mom on the porch On his way down Collard His brother
of satisfaction] Woman: "Listen all you motherfuckers! Callin' alllll freaks! Bull-daggers! Pussy riders! Shit eaters! Dick beaters! Fags! Sissies! Asshole fuckers, or just plain ol' fuckers!" Verse 1: Brother
friend You were my lover You were my mentor You were my brother You were my partner You were my teacher You were my very own sympathetic character I was afraid of verbal daggers
Time will swallow Your precious time Like magic create the future What makes a man so fickle? Who put the daggers in those eyes? Was it to learn through
is instant. Cities of the future. Strength is encouraged, embraced. Lonely, lack of faith. Face the malnourished with hate. Secret code. Warrior's conduct. Natural concept, help your brother
, techs, glocks and fours Hide the safe, nigga, lock the doors No respect for the cops and laws In the land where your own blood brother still plot for
ya back Of course you get clapped, you didn't bust gat Splendid nigga, dirty rat For my Iraq attack, bust you with mega gat Once a cool cat, smokin' dagger
t even bow You ain't humble, you mumble jumble Your tower of so-called power'll crumble You killed my uncle, put a dagger through my brother's heart I
