Cube Godzilla, fought Gargantua, eyes glued to the tube Was a, long time ago, John Boy Ice Geronimo po-lice jumpin out Chryslers, easywider paper Pops
no chimney for santa to come down Verse 4: Puffy Daddy Now to me, PD I had alot Appreciated everything that I got Though I used to take my pops Who
I beep my horn Hop in witcha tricks in a velvet thong [Verse 2: G&B] HOT Tight jeans baby blue Tee top I see you took from your moms not your pops Body
: T.V. Ceasar Mighty Mouse Holds his court in every house Spied in every crack and corner Watch you eat your TV dinner Creeping in through eyes and ears
up, I need a fucking therapist But I can't think of nobody I wanna share this with Why should I open up on somebody elses carelessness... [cork pops]
pussy nigga I'm just havin fun wit em [chorus repeat 8x] [verse 2] Still telling niggas I aint wholing I aint crolling When the 12 hit the corner I
with a sparkle in her eye And knowing the only thing that we can promise is we die But a promise is a lot can't nobody guarantee it And death around the corner
: Growing up we didn?t have much I still remember mom in the welfare line Pops on the corner slanging flowers trying to make a dime Hustling hard, working
crib And his kids said they just came home from Pop Warner And they pops is in the bathroom, soakin in the sauna I ran around the corner, to plot his
the corner Apple and Eagle Brave hard bitch like the times Im medieval Married to the block, Divorce the Cathedral Standin on the corner selling Porcelean
: (feat. E-40) [bottle pops] [Intro] What is that, Cristal? (No!) Dom P? (Hell no!) (This is that Carlos Santana champagne!) Oh shit, Santana DVX?
you gotta run anyway after you drop the folks. 'Cause they was really folks looking for somebody to jump on. Wars, lords shoot up all the corners they
, don't approach me wrong, little kids call me Smokey-mon Cause the blunts that I light set off smoke alarms {*beep beep*} And I stand on the corner '
me Murder... murder was the case that they gave me {Verse Two:} I'm fresh up out my coma I got my momma and my daddy and my homies in my corner It's
gave me" {repeat 4X} I'm fresh up out my coma I got my momma and my daddy and my homies in my corner It's gonna take a miracle they say For me to walk
see nothin' but palm trees and wild fires and BOOM! Out pops a B Boy. The mossy oak is dirty brown, I know it's dirty brown boi! [Chorus] Jimmy crack corn
started to clown My momma did all she could to try to slow me down Tired of her son be brought by the cops Sent to go stay with my pops He taught me to
know what I'm saying religion's all good But where was heaven? Yo [Verse 1:] An ordinary cat from outta projects Since I was younger though Mom raised her children Pops