a rare one I want one too Head collectors Private view Flood damaged In a baby plague Effete means funny dreams Offense on refusal Look out Dr. Up It's a
the fo' Flip it around, let the handle crack ya jaw Eastside, Westside, I'll be in my Converse This a convict rapping, It's a con's verse Arm & Hammer
to it It's late but I have a ate, hopin she up to it She like ?no I had dinner already?, ?but if it's sauce at your crib I make a mean spaghetti? Now
a ear for your amp it up with Jersey's answer The chancellor standin up for ten minutes man It's tough plan, plan that's what the camma does And Jam's
block, It?s an ode, I admit it. Here the city code is lock and load Any minute is rock and roll And you rock and roll, And feel your soul leavin?. It?s
ya hooked up to mo' wires then a back of a computa BITCH! [Cyssero: talkin'] Ya Boy! (Yeah) it's my turn now mayne This was tha mothafucka virus (Aye Ya Boy
cause that's my hood Never been a hoe, I'm letting hoes know I gotta get a fucking P-L-A-T, but first a G-O L-D, a motherfucking plack I keep it straight
See these Presidential playas know it's going down (going down) they know it's going down (going down) yeeah See these H-Town playas know it's going down
another day It's cozy in the sack I'm so laid back, I'm laid out I'm so caved in and spaced out I'm wired to the teeth I'm fused to the floor So baby
now they doing ballistics But they can't find a fingerprint this shit's going terrific He's so close to your target that it's really hard to miss it [
Man you can catch a hot one like outta no where A beautiful day, without drama is rare Ya girl's a freak, man sometime we share Yeah, I wear a condom
grill But it's your conscience itchin to tell you the squad love a mil Like a forest field, we hunt ta god, it's surreal Flipmode, cop boy, get your weight
it anyway loud mouth bitch nigga, snitch nigga at da club lik he aint done nutn chest poked out cock suka u dont run nutn OK i'm a pull a muthafukin O
It's not very serious It's nothing but a big surprise And the president's horse is a rabbit of course That is livin' in a big boy's mind Livin' in a
your shrinking soul And there won't be a single thing That you can do He's a god, he's a ghost, he's a man, he's a guru They're whispering his name