was a dick and I ruined your life, that's just as fucked up as I am tonight. It's hard to admit I still think about you. It's hard to admit I still
I was a dick and I ruined your life, that's just as fucked up as I am tonight. It's hard to admit I still think about you. It's hard to admit I still
you like a groupie broad When we fucked I refused to even take my jewelry off But it threw me off the first time I called and you blew me off It was a
treat you as a groupie broad When we fucked I refused to even take my jewelry off But it threw me off the first time I called and you blew me off It was
me with a toilet brush? Phyllis: Beat you with a toilet brush? Aynsley: Shhh . . . someone might hear . . . yes, beat me with a toilet brush. Phyllis
of me I'm focused on the future cos yesterday is history [Verse 1] A hard head makes a soft ass guess yo mom didnt teach ya that pick a spot to beef with
admit Did the handyman with his circular saw in his garden shed But I never crucified little Biko, that was two junior high school psychos Stinky Bohoon and his friend with the pumpkin-sized head
against tradition when we can Admit defeat. Live in decline. Be there Victim of our own design With status quo built on suspect. Why would anyone stick out their
shoulder. You know it's going to get harder, and harder and harder as you get older. And in the end you'll pack up and fly down south, hide your head
bliss, I must admit The thought that I could shred your tips with eight quick flips excites me, see y'all fuck with the pussy but I fuck with your minds
take 'em, to the crilla, they just jump out their jeans (off patron) And now my rilla it ain't hard as it seems, my game Music pumpin, baby archin her back, with
, softer than melted butter There's no other word, go ask your mother Hard solid as your city ( ? ) Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that I walk and talk Strollin with
front of me I'm focused on the future cos yesterday is history [Verse 1] A hard head makes a soft ass guess yo mom didnt teach ya that pick a spot to beef with
Muslim, sleeping with the Gin Now that was the sin that did Jezebel in Who're you going to tell when the repercussions spin? Showing off your a-- because
That will insure a kill A kill is what you want A kill is why we breed The christians love their guns The church and nra Pray for their salvations Prey
treat you like a poopie broad When we fucked I refused to even take my jewlery off But it threw me off the first time I called and you blew me off It