your soles. Leave your head in the sun and keep none... i wish for you, spiderman, have a great plan. With train tracks on your soles. (Thanks to recipesfordisaster for
, do that and act true to it We're ready for anything and we sing to make through it No time for delays, back down, we can't do it Doin our thang, see
With a gat in the hand runnin wild in the land With a pocket full of boulders Po po know they can't hold us When they east dog comin from the shoulders
for catastrophe I can see what you see what you asked for it has to be You set yourself up for catastrophe I can see what you see what you asked for it
For To Carry Me Through Yet I Can't Seem To Find A Heavy Girl That Possesses It Only Wants A Friendship Causing Me To Forget The Shit And When They Talk
: The Wild.. Gotham The Wild.. West {*BANG BANG, BANG*} Ha ha, riiiiide.. [Dr. Dre] All you see is the sun, reflectin off of the gun I'm ready for the
While the whole world ejects your tape, it ain't no secret That your shit sounds fake, you can't stop it my mind state Makes it too late for cops in
to draw the line. And for you to cross it that's a mountain that I doubt you wanna climb. I can describe areas of your house you wouldn't find on an episode
far as it goes? [Ghost] Sound about to go off on some real live Wu-shit, uh huh [Cappa] W-T-C [RZA] Ghost-FACE! [Ghost] Lemme give y'all the bullshit hook for
far as it goes? [Ghost:] Sound about to go off on some real live Wu-shit, uh huh [Cappa:] W-T-C [RZA:] Ghost-FACE! [Ghost:] Lemme give y'all the bullshit hook for
zip my coat Yeah... "The sky is high, the cloud is low" (fuck him) "But my water technique is hard to think" (yeah, check the live shit) "that the earth, can
Now who sits behind the table? Some jewish muthafucka that don't know shit Tryin to tell y'all what's a fuckin street hit The shit's way off course It
the Joker's Wild!" [Violent J] You like big money and prizes, don't ya You'd probably kill for a big prize, won't ya Ya little bitch, it's your turn
and play the Joker's Wild!" You like big money and prizes, don't ya? You'd probably kill for a big prize, won't ya? You little bitch, it's your
I don't need two lips To blow this like a trumpet you dumb shit This is a un-usual musical I conductin You lookin at the black Warren Buffett so all critics can
the roscoe to the sunrise, plus I stay dumb high Whether block shit or rock shit Club shit or drug shit, I pop shit I got shit Get Sig' any track I'ma
fans fainted - while I'm entertainin Wild ain't it? How me and money end up hangin Plus I hang with Hannibal Lector (HOT SHIT!) So feel me when I bring it, sing
I'm entertainin Wild ain't it? How me and money end up hangin I hang with Hannibal Lector (HOT SHIT!) so feel me when I bring it Sing it loud (what?)
