saw it coming. Raised the rifle to my eye. Never stopped to wonder why. Then I saw black and my face flash in the sky. Shelter me from the powder and the finger
I saw it coming. Raised the rifle to my eye. Never stopped to wonder why. Then I saw black and my face flash in the sky. Shelter me from the powder and the finger
I saw it comin' Raised my rifle to my eye Never stopped to wonder why. Then I saw black, And my face splashed in the sky. Shelter me from the powder and the finger
My corduroys are blood-splattered Decapitated, my spurs carve like taxiderm Torch the mayor, jacked on his wife, and let his cabbage burn Numerous moonshine runs in Kentucky Keep the powder
Everybody loves a happy ending but we don't even try We go straight past pretending To the part where everybody loves to cry [Chorus:] Indoor fireworks Can still burn your fingers
in the world is not supposed to have a boyfriend But she's never wanted at home Other girls are allowed to wear their makeup She sneaks out her lipstick powder
't wear a dress. I need a man... I need a man... Baby baby baby Don't you shave your legs Don't you double comb your hair Don't powder puff Just leave it rough I like your fingers
her crown Today... She wants to fall Into a deep deep sleep So she can forget herself Run away to London Lipstick tainted Powder painted Perfume in
blast off And every direction, protect ya babies, your moms Late night like Carson Daly, Theo Bailey, we stay armed Grits box, vacuum tight, concealing the powder
got my number, y'all can dial me I stick it up like an iced cake robbery And when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me Floss the ill robes since Criminology
negro smoking on that street dough my girlfriend is bilingual ask me to speak english but im talking with my fingers brazilian bitches batheing in a bathtub full of singles snouting powder
feat. The Game, W.C.) [Ice Cube] If you try to get with me, pull a four and a fifty Fuck your monkey ass up, like Bobby did Whitney Trigger fingers get
and then coming back alive Let me tell you all about it And the world will so allow it Ooh give me a little time to choose Water babies singing in a lily-pool delight Blue powder
ride, full blast I'm pumpin' beats wavin' at the freaks, honkin' at the hoes, whistlin' at the shorty's wearin' barely any clothes see I'm livin' day to day my middle fingers
slave and the master, What you looking for? You the question and the answer. [Verse 1:] We trust no black leaders, Use the stove to heat us, Powder
ain't sayin no names but I left the best on they back And they ain't sayin no names so I gotta say it myself I'm finger fuckin this game so you gotta
pumps up Comes to crazy dough, I never get enough Your money like old men, can't get it up I'm spittin up sicker stuff, middle fingers up Luck, I'll
the pump tucked Come to bend some dough? Never give em love Your money like old men, can't get it up I'm spittin up, sick of stuff, middle fingers up