Songtexte:
Beans On Toast

a pint without a cigarette is like bread withiout butter but butter gives you heart attacks so you might aswell no bother i wont smoke in the library or even on

you put them little baby cast on there? (Just a little punk ass nigga man) How you put them in the baby cast like that, though, son? Come on, son, that

: [CHORUS] Ohhh, we movin' on Hey now playa whacha waitin' on Come on playa we movin' on Ha-tah get that hatin' gon Yeah [Playa Fly] Yea I hope you

hella pies and cakes gettin' baked To be ate after everything gone off your plate But wait, not tonight it's straight beans and rice On the table, are

phone tapped, the feds on my tail Got me paying luxury taxes on everythin' I build True to the ghetto that?s my life You see that house on the lake it

sunshine When I'm in the crowd I don't see anything I fall into a trance at the supermarket The noise flows me along as I catch falling cans Of baked beans on toast

to the beat I don't play I'm on the up and up so for real Rapping that rap realer way real Working that suckers everyday striving to be hard Stacked with bean

uestlove and Malik We go back to dollar holdings and Tahitian Treat Or like toast in the oven with government cheese bubblin Me and Dante like Marvin, The Troublemen travellin Give me the mic, we on

cake in it) crooklyn keeps on takin it (queens cats been making it) [Tek] i do this for my soldiers in the streets who stand toast to toast with the