it (chorus) if somehow i waste all our time and if by some chance these stars wont align, if these walls never cease to close in dont let me turn cold
doubt it (chorus) if somehow i waste all our time and if by some chance these stars wont align, if these walls never cease to close in dont let me turn cold
with the Synchro rims on Now I can get off when the wind blow But I'd like to thank you, Jesus Christ For givin' for givin' up Your life for us Now,
Come back and whip your ass with it again Salivas like sulfuric acid in your hand It'll eat through anything metal, the ass of iron man Turn him into
were to die murdered in cold blood tomorrow Would you feel sorrow or show love Or would it matter Can never be the lead-off batter of things Shit for
be panickin Whose dick on your clit stiff as a manequin Bawl you up, fold you up, cut the pillow under your gut Fuck, cause when we fuck best believe
ass booger hanging out of your nose Im the stink on your toes im the weed to your rose Not one of your friends but one of your foes And spittin the wicked
none survive Livin' off my last cut, can't hold the sword up You can have that for free before I take your best offer Stalker, preparin' for your sianora
from UTFO (Nas) {Ladies Screaming Kangol's name}] {Go Kangol!!} Yeah what's up fam? My chick for twenty years tried to cut your man She tried to take
be ill? yes Sanity kills a real nigga but still I wreckin like I'm a Deville The best, the NINE!, correct, BURN! Now it's your turn You must LEARN!
call them back National cat - let it big dog attack... Thought it was all for me homie did you fall for that? You turn paper red no cardiac... get your hand
I'm touchy folk, anytime they try Grand Hustle folk Unpleasant folk, what the fuck they arguin' plus and cussin' for? You lucky hoe, couple of years ago I prolly cut your
out there that wanna get down with the pound put your motherfuckin pounds up, and start bustin the motherfuckers Am I too loud for this motherfucker? Turn
: (Chorus) Hardcore to make the brothers act fools (4x) (PMD) When I turn a party out, all hands is in the air Some say it's chill, New York throw
run up on me I give him a cold Like nigga back up off me He turn around and bite the police, hmm Game recognise Snoop Dogg too cold, I'm on my toes I
Im like peroxide cause I stay bubblin in the cut Nigga please, Im thirsty for this cheese I run up in your lab and make your anti freeze Its like that
't call her back Relax lil' cat, let the big dog attack Thought it was over for me homie, did you fall for that? You turn rigor red, no cardiac Get your hand
me off of Kim Teeth off my dick, hands off my balls But y'all can kiss my ass, pants off and all Cause I'm so goddamn off the wall I might as well be
