a world special made for them Deep in my heart a simple love Now that I'm caught the distance of My step slide, lightning fight Tropical times, hmm, hmm My step
net my arms came tied in string Enter a world special made for kings Deep in my heart a simple love Now that Im caught the distance of.... My step slide
dame, for some reason of which I cannot explain My name was little known at this time 'less we use the Boston, Mass. as the measuring line My crime bein
They keep on draggin' They keep on draggin' They keep on draggin' me down Well I did anything just to try to get close to you I took it step by step
Dick to ass, don't hesitate split fast You know what's up, here's a quarter and a buck My steps is kinda creaky, try not to wake my moms up Cause when
dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
an amazin' raver It's the Chinatown Flava [Chorus: x2] Step into my combat-zone-in my part of town When worse come to worse my peoples come first And
raw, you never find a black man with blue balls... Like you hard, sell a load every area code Domestic or inter-national, see that sounds a little un-rational Watch your step
them! [Background:] (Pease porridge in the pot) (Pease porridge in the pot) (Pease porridge in the pot) (Nine days old) [POS:] My name, my name, my name
Let me tell you 'bout a girl I know I drag her around wherever I go This little woman drives me insane She's tied to my ankle with a ball and chain
you looked just like me I have paint on my hooves and make-up on my face I'm almost shrek enough to start shaving my neck 'Cause I feel real deep when
its grip, tighter than a pair of my little sister's jeans... which look great on my by the way. When I get depressed I cut my wrists in every direction
, dead bodies in the back of my van All the little kiddies love the dead body man I drive through my neighborhood ringing my bell Some people run cause
J, Violent J [Violent J] I can hear the crickets and the creatures of the night You can hear me drag my foot and scrape my butcher knife I can hear the
started robbing niggaz, anything he could do He'd get his respect back, in the eyes of his crew Starting fights over little shit, up on the block Stepped
them white It's like a part tide with 10 percent ruling the rest that type of stress 'll make me put the fucking tool to your chest Step in my way nigga
