Songtexte:
Dead Eye Dick

Übersetzung: Dead Eye Dick. Sentimental Crap.

Übersetzung: Dead Eye Dick. Wolves.

Niggaz don' died of AIDS You know the dirty dick Wake up in hell horny Fidna fuck the same bitch DAMN Yeah, who hotta than me, nigga AAAAAH The only nigga hotter than me Dead

feel like I got a tear in my eye, I feel like the king of My world, haters can make like bees with no stingers, and drop dead No more beef flingers,

mobile phone was back to home Sorry, Miss Amonia's son was found dead with two in his dome [Cappadonna:] This be the bird's eye view of things, look

the globe like vagina Measure on my mic stand, molecule and strand Finger rollin' rhythm ride the horse one hand Golden Eye, Spy vs. Spy, guilty of suspicion Chess boxer, mic in dead

This is a plea for booze This is a plea for junk Anything I can use I'll shoot junk in my eye I can't die Whoops- I'm already dead! Maggots are

You did it kid The more dead The more weight on your head Plus you ganked a suitcase Full of black tar H Baby boy, twenty keys Dead Colombian Gs

The dead but sticking out like hon solo when he flows With my favorite weapons hanging off there fingers and toes Wicked pimpin scary bitches livin or dead