comments for ya garments I'm so high I can vomit on a comet K-y no homo I'm on it Weezy f baby new born bitch You know what they say bout when ya palm
was no longer GWAR?s sovereign Of wealth and women they had none to gain What goal was left for them to attain So Oderus did call for conclave First
we planned'a Just spontaneous banter when we take the chance to Entice you to do this nice to whatever vice you choose I think we prove you got nothing
focuses clear Why you here? ?Yo it's a cycle of fear? Time Frame The modern era weapons, constant fear and questions Bombs prepared for testing So in these times songs
say in this town Trouble is the only way is down, down down As strong as you were, tender you go I'm watching you breathing, for the last time A song for
Love you for that my nigga no matter what brah Marcy raised me; and whether right or wrong Streets gave me all I write in the song Hootie babysitted,
city, follow my crews Bleek you're still with me ? nigga what did I say? The time is comin, you're one hit away Beans I ain't trying to change you ? just
bit (Sike, hahaha) OH NO! First you wanna talk about him Then you wanna ask for me OH NO! Just because you got some nice titties You think you gettin' in for
Some niggas sell drugs to provide for they fam, some niggas sell CD's up out they trunk man. Some niggas they go to school for that high learnin', I
and dance I'm gonna set you free yeah Testify It's all sex, drugs, rock n roll A soul sensation that you can't control And you can see I practice what
like Mark Mcgwire Sosa, you so so, you brown and small like Toto You're bitch made like Dorothy You belong in a soroioty, I'm a call you Cocoa Like candy
Come through, Beenie Man You don't really want to How come you, think you can I'm from the city where The muddy Mississippi might sink you man I'm getting
, anchored with weights, found in the lake Come off the chain my main, you tied to the gate First you caught a case, second you caught the babes Third, you
For ever struggle, every strip, and every ghetto For every nigga totin inner pain and heavy metal For every child that's born, and every nigga gone And for
liked son from day one, bring you tool That nigga stick you and play dumb, hate a bitch-ass Who care where you came from, you ain't prepared for when
love has opened this heart For me See you, I see you fly high All above all of this Makes me miss home And the freedom I've known for so long Why has
up a Swiss account If you get this, you guaranteed for this amount Now can we pause for a minute, under the authentic See I ain't said a word and you
Park ho Yo, the Mitchell Heights, supatight, ready for a flight For creepin you heavy hoes or breakin you late at night Flight is how I lay when I'm blowin my bloody hay Fuck what you