, don't be sad Better things are coming I swear there's truth in that Two or three times the bell will ring It's when we look for the better things We
[samples "Better Things" by Passion Pit] [Intro:] Is anybody there? I mean I hope somebody out there can hear this right here. Just listen. [Hook:]
better believe, Kottonmouth Kings, ICP, We from the West, They from the East, Two terrors left, you better believe, Two terrors left, You better believe
no good. Remove all the crap about my dogs is all in for the national. No passion, then I guess they be cashin' out. I keep my eyes on things and I keep
platinum thing right here? Well we're doing it all the time So you'd better get some better beats And uh, get some better rhymes We got the gang set
hustle who? Hip hop junkie flunky, monkey see, monkey do Great minds connect like mobster rings Sit back, let me do my, Sinatra thing I'm in the Hip Hop
to choke In the pit at a show come summertime A million juggalos to blow your fuckin mind True Terror Is Back, You better believe, Kottonmouth Kings
only thing you see It's the score to a cinematic oddity Lettin' off shit, hit your ass repeatedly Acrobatic, wha, I'll pull something through your chest-piece Before she came home, pit
chin the bourbon, lurkin' around I'm seein' All kinda broads from outta town, top hots, tycoons, big cheeses Plus the perpetual Jahahnjawel priestess Homies and lurkers and things
the ammo was released and I'll make your girl come and getcha Hope you get the picture boy your better off if a pit bit ya What it is like in the illest
-- --let me tell you-- [verse one] I be all in you like you disrespected space in my lyric zone I'm like a pit, with a leg in his mouth, I bring it home
they danced sexily on the soft grass One of them even petted my fur, fuck me in the goat-ass Then some long-haired guys grabbed me by the horns And threw me in the mosh pit They passed
drop it like a dime And if you see me on the block, you better go and stop, like a sign Now see, I'm always doin' silly things, nigga really things See
aggression, why they've got to learn, if they don't things won't get any better Listenin' to God burn objects of animal animating in a still life picture of the La Brea tar pit
Foxxx-- --Let me tell you-- [Verse One] I be all in you like you disrespected space in my lyric zone I'm like a pit, with a leg in his mouth, I bring
Niggas, yo you better respect it Lost boyz, like a rizza shit, hold the weight My whole fam, come to set ya all straight Jump in the car, peel out, shorty better
