in need of proper use of a razor not trusting of traffic lights or stop signs and i'm hoping this wood and wire can fufill my desire...my desire and
make need of a proper use of a razor not trusting no traffic lights or stop signs and i'm hoping this witty wire can fufill my desire...my desire and
drinking liquor You still gotta hand me your watch I'm in the kitchen with the pans and the pots Razor on the plate, trying to figure out how many grams
haters Burning up the dead line, grandpa did them get out's From hitting stangs on pages, to I-10 skating blazing This game like a razor, hell I ain't
in a tinted out fo' do' And ain't got no mix to motion, is a fa sho thang Don't fuck with Ro hoe, I done lost all of my love Razor blade to the wrist
Verse 1 The only way to change me is maybe blow my brains out stuck in the middle of the game to get the pain out Pray to my God everyday but he don'
make it You niggas gon' get layed out in blood and ya brains out Have you on the concrete, shiverin' and shakin' I'm from Southside mothafucka, where the gats explode If you feel
Black Eyed Peas is formin up Ring the rhyming dope that's made up of razor blades Put the slice and let nice and easy humble days On out, over, well
TO LEARN HOW TO FLY AND I BE LOW IN THE BM ON MY WAY OUT NY (Get low Banks!) I know it feels like I been gone for a minute But I'm back chinchilla Ice
wide open, no stitches could save So die with your eyes open, you hope this isn't the way You end up going out, but I guess it just is I'm afraid Razors
of whoop ass, just twist me off See me leap out, pull the piece out, fuck shootin i'm just trying to knock his teeth out Fuck with me now, bitch, let'
ain't the aim, we came to rip the jam out the frame My inter-reaction with paper is amazing So needless to say mad trails are left blazing A whole lot
through Maybe you need to discover That it ain't much left to do Ride, ride, ride the wings of tomorrow Ride, ride, ride to change the world You feel
Maybe you need to discover That it ain't much left to do Ride, ride, ride the wings of tomorrow Ride, ride, ride to change the world You feel sorry
was a problem Yo--I'll solve it! Check out the hook while Deshay revolves it. Ice Ice Baby Vanilla (4X) Yo man--let's get out of here! Word to
graveyard Monday, ringing the bell It's all about show and tell, might as well Show all these bastards just what I got Yo, check out my toy box! "Nothing feels
run things another way, We run things another way, I draw a face on a dartboard (yeah) I wear it out like a record (yeah) Tierd eyes an' razor blades
how you use it Try to make it last all night, And if you take your pick Be careful how you choose it, Sometimes its hard to feel it bite Feel it bite
