fucking teeth. Sedated. As colored shadows dance across your face, half a world away events unfold in ways that are limited by the twenty inches of your
the fucking teeth. Sedated. As colored shadows dance across your face, half a world away events unfold in ways that are limited by the twenty inches of your
Hit you with 6 shots lay the law down and throw the shells in my pocket Getting mine with nine coked extorting Block shots with 22's with my socks with
got to give up.. If you want everything you want.. [Bizzy Bone] I was never on some solo shit Always down to roll and blow a head off He dead off and
arrest me stress me lord Looking at death with the last of my breath Follow follow my kids but don't sin in my steps Yet the weapon is kept with the
is life she often said, with one day leading to the next, you get a little closer to your death which was fine with her, she never got upset and with
rappin' call it a stand off These Frodo Baggins ain't fuckin' with Gandalf Pitbull rap, I'm a bite your hand off She was your girlfriend now she takin' her pants off
work for the week, and youre stressed And youre feelin like you need to unwind Pour a drink, raise your glass, make a toast Tilt your head, put the glass in your
Watch out for G hound It's the undisputed Cypress family Kickin' up dust can you handle us fragilly Growin' inside your mind like a tumour Spreading in your head
-hop Cause I'm down with Cypress, illin well I might Begin to take your girl, your girl she's the flyest Flyer than the other broad, workin off the pitched
finished probation Boy Boy Notty Head with no chaser Boy Boy From the mouth I can spit out a razor Boy Boy Open up your facial like your boy Roy In his
shit, You see weezy coming down on that forklift, And money aint a thing, unless he come off with Then Ima have to hit em with these little bricks often
hood that Ludacris should have been on the original version But this is the remix With the cheap tricks Hitting sweet licks And I cut the braids off with
I'm I'll with the battles, too clever with the metaphors Dilla told me 'Kat, keep your foot on they neck And don't even breath on a track unless they
However you want it, you could have it your way You fuck my night up, I'ma fuck up your day Bullet with your name, sendin it your way That goes for anyone
while you runnin out of breath Steady duckin while I'm punchin at your chest, you need to rest Dilated, go ask your people how I leave ya with your three
you like every other breath Watch ya step, a thousand black crows fly through the sky I hear voices in my head, everyone must die Why? I dunno, shot another
tears as it disappears With the passionate atmosphere Took your glove as a souvenir Left the other on the pillow as I stroked your ear One last breathe of your
