The legend has it, his neck and his back is tattered On his arms are scriptures of psalms Just picture a Don with vultures on his shoulder A pearl gun
kick it [Ice Cube] (verse one) {:02} I know ya like to see me doin' bad But i'm doin' good, fuck the police that's rollin' thru my neighborhood Fuckin' peaker wood
toe the line and swallow the lies--and our island dies. If we think the world is our oyster we'll surely choke on the pearl, It is ours for a while to
da morgue she heading Seh, she broke out at di age of seven She dancing before she reach eleven One man can't satisfy her She needs more wood for da
with the Louie on the rightside We so high To the sky where the sun shine There's no price on the tag That we can't buy Flyer than a pearl Cuter than
knives blew halos hallowed cinders flew together made a cushion for his feet. There were spikes in his sandals, spikes in his ankles... A spike split the wood
, *** out here still rob That's why I keep my killers close with that thang *** I keep the brains blowed out in a hard top It's so much wood in my ride
My poppa bought us a house to keep our family secure Livin' good on a ranch in the middle of the woods I understood at a young age my poppa would spray
's a reflection of the goddess Adulteress in your pearls Go on, be honest What's been the best time of your life? Please say it was chasing wood While
's a reflection of The goddess adulteress In your pearls Go on be honest What's been the best time of your life Please say it was chasing wood While
[Hook] Old school when I ride, forever sky high Workin' wood wheel, when the sun outside I'm just rotating my tires, rotating my tires, rotating my tires
Night time militant mask, fueled with laser gas Atomic ACP thirty round American slugs With bugs undefeatable navy systems Brown pearls, pistols with
grows it Up, up and away, we go across the border To Mexico, suck my toe, doo doo browns my color No water down, no cut A jewel to a fool is like pearls
make it chulas in my city comin through real , g string panties and shiney white keep it under the cover.dont tell a single soul not even yo motha.see all thse pearl
[First Verse] Well Baby Beesh, that's my handle, money mackin' Commando, blowin' like a candle, on that pearl and Wood panel, modern day Marlon Brando
I'm sayin'? Herring homes, unh, martel homes, carver homes, tekwood Martin Luther king, bankhead Under-cover, over da hills and thru tha woods I go
run back on a replay (on a replay) Think you might of lost your mind, boy you crazy Baby I wasn't born yesterday Never ask for your diamonds and pearls
promised to come With a turn of the screw And a slip of the tongue We eclipsed one another undone Through the mists, through the woods With the night