wishin and waitin Makin dollars out of ten dime pieces who be sippin out the glass suckin on the lime pieces included In my pieces I pen the good livin
, Gold pieces moulded with Jesus features, Give streets the fever from the way I spit the Ether, Came on the scene at 19 a gritty fiend for, Money,
me Throw me over in the fire, let me get chunky and charred Like a piece of wood and dem spirits got the mutant's mind I'm gettin paranoid and steady lookin for
for a sec be at the places I be Hey, I'ma be back on the deck, opening Business in places for you to cash your check My, neck of the woods ain't all good
wings For the world to know That hope will not die Where the children cry Waves, big like a house They're stranded on a piece of wood To leave it all
St. Theresa the whore of Babylon Madonna and my mother all rolled into one You've got to understand me I'm not a piece of wood Francis of Assisi Could
m trying to pull the trigger but its stuck!...FUCK! My shit is all jammed up!...UGH! C'mon you cock-sucking, good-for-nothing, mother-fucking piece of
[Chorus:] Musics playin up and down the block Mostly chirstian blues, country folk and southern rock It's a little piece of paradise way out here in the woods
Music and Lyrics by Tyler Hilton I study up my hollow Piece of wood to follow A day that doesn't come To the lucky And I realize there's tomorrow But
an wood it's Regime nigga! [Verse 6: Yukmouth] The hardest nigga from the 'O' my flow is certified theme music for organized crime niggas that burglurised banks, and murdered guys for they pies reach for
my sneakers Gold pieces molded with Jesus features Give streets the fever From the way I spit the Ether Came on the scene at 19, a gritty fiefa For
[Killa Kyleon] Run that back up in the hood again, wh-where it's all good again Ri-ridin candy slab, gr-grippin on that wood again I got that bread, I
for a sec, be at the places I be Hey, I'ma be back on the deck Opening business in places for you to cash your check My neck of the woods ain't all good
