gonna bite ma lip And turn my ghost riding check into ice on my wrist I'm hardcore hardcore like throwing dice on the bricks hardcore like a knife with that junior
(like who?) And my cousin Harry, cousin Becky, my cousin's Derita and Larry Rocky, Walter, and Herbert, Meeky, and Tiffany, Cynthia, Dede, and Tary, Poncho, Erica and Junior
genie Niggas is ass out like fat bitches in bikini Read between the lines see what I see I see the diary of a sick bastard Junior Mafia blasta Ruggas
On ne parle plus de Babylone Aujourd'hui on ne parle que de Washington On ne parle plus de Babylone Aujourd'hui on ne parle que de Washington Michael
the U.S. Embassy The world?s corrupt Rotten cotton clouds Rain Feel my flow H2O I?m calm I chill I creep like Michael Myers then kill Stab you so many