girl head-noddin leavin marks on my Swollen Member I remember them days when the Stat was my home Now we hop state to state, flyin in and out of zones
bury me wit Valow on [They come to me, and understand, just let me get mines first. Then after I get mines, y'all can do what y'all wanna do. Fuck
through the ghetto locations y'all remain P.L.O., slam cats like Bam Bam, Bigolo Throw a flow like Nomo relate like Fidel Castro I be the great all pro
feared into the dearly departed As hard as they come, they all fall like the Great Wall Make no mistake, I take you straight to the state morgue Swarmin
Had ya girl head-noddin leavin marks on my Swollen Member I remember them days when the Stat was my home Now we hop state to state, flyin in and out of
feared into the dearly departed As hard as they come, they all fall like the great wall Make no mistake, I take you straight to the state morgue Swarmin
Gump You probably like it in the rump Fuck a shoe pump Fuck the real deal And fuck all the fakes Fuck all 52 states, oooh And fuck... (Buzz) Well,
Champions"] We are the champions, my friend And we'll keep on fighting, to the end We are the champions, we are the champions No time for losers / cause
cry about the fates Grab a stasg of casg And plan a rest'rant in the States Let me stop for a bit This was my greatest hit Miss Saigon, in her crown
yawn I let it blow through me, and it's gone! I'm dressed like a scarecrow Stripped of all my power, as if some judge in judgement said "Off with his great
when I yawn I let it blow through me and it's gone I'm dressed like a scarecrow Stripped of all my powers as if some judge in judgement said "Off with his great
Georgia We were up in Tennessee And as we were driving down the highway She asked me baby what's so great How come you're always going on About your Lone Star State
up in Tennessee And as we were driving down the highway She asked me baby what's so great How come you're always going on About your Lone Star State
Prada goes my gold? But baby, let's take it slow, lemme show ya I'm real If them looks could kill, ya be wanted in every state Ya body shape is great
While them boys on the sideline wanna hate Buck a kid for fuckin' up the state plate I must admit, my life's great T. Farris with me and there's no
all time great, demonstrate, vocabulary execution Executive approachin', Tang a demonstration Pillage incorporated, first place A Thai clean like a plant, eight time writer champ
Gogh'em ALL: And Henry Thoreau'em BAT BOY: And Plato- ALL: And Cato- BAT BOY: And Edgar Allen Poe'em ALL: Gonna Jean Cocteau'em BAT BOY: And Jacques Cousteau'em ALL