of your heart Goes on and on The silence in your head Is louder than a hurricane The silence in your head Will never let you go With the rising of her chest
heart Goes on and on Chorus: The silence in your head Is louder than a hurricane The silence in your head Will never let you go V2 (with?) the rising of her chest
your neck, poke your chest out and bounce, nigga From the east, to the west, up north, and down south, nigga Got twenties on your whip, poke your chest
go I'm a preach this up until the moment i'm on momo I follow my first rhyme cuz at no second chance of life Either niggas out cha bustin' heads for stripes
So please, at ease, freeze, get on ya knees Pussy niggas stuntin like ya got keys I'll put your face on a fresh T If the cheese over your head start at
if i wan' kill ya Boy, you can't hide these big heads will reveal ya Me and my ch-chopper get near ya and spill ya Bustin a head it's something i always
on greyhounds traveling through uptown with dumbness on my mind don't wine cause play it nigga I ain't even tryin you dying beefin with these niggas I cruise with yo head
through and what I see, it's amazin On the slick, thirty six ounces, top twenty, I'm calculatin Hoes catchin masturbation, shit's a trip But I'm bout moola, fetti, cheese
: [Talking] Picture, I'm always plannin kaperz tryin to come up on cheese But my kaperz goin sour for the Lil' B.G., peep me [Verse One] I was born
if you rap you die I'm out the hood gettin fat and high Private jet, it's time to fly Got the Roley with the bezzy gettin head in Dubai And my wolves
You mean niggas switchin' sides on niggas just like that? You know me I stay with a chick on her knees And give guns away in the hood like its government cheese
one wants a meal That only offers the least When girl we're servin' up The whole damn feast Slice off a piece Of that hog head cheese Then take
gimme some head room Just a little bitta head room I need some head room Just a little bitta head room I need the rest Oh Lord I need the rest Just gimme some head
feedin' time, so hoe, come eat Nibble on this dick, make me just say please You know how it's done, like a rat does cheese The hoe started buggin', jumped
't cry, I hope you got your head up Even when the road is hard, never give up Baby don't cry, I hope you got your head up {keep your head up} {keep your head
: Punk is dead, punk is dead I peed on it's ugly head and if punk's not dead let's kill it please pass the cheese.
on the street Put my teflon on and roll with my heat I keep my circle nice and small, I don't fuck with these clown niggas In a race for the cheese, I
