Songtexte:
Great Northern Houses

The end begins just as it starts And leaves me wondering what we left behind Told me not to talk but please explain My thoughts that float around my

out, bitch just picture me Killin' shit everyday till you get sick of me Cause I been a beast since the priest christened me Blowin' up ya tape deck from C.T. to Great

that looked like Mad Max Swung his lyrical axe with arrows in his back The Crying Freeman Lord, had the fist of the North Star The War God, swung his

don't make it heal back Defeats the sex appeal That's from the next and Not necessarily the sex and One might appeal to the intellect Having a greater

rhythm, nepotism Your prism couldn't invent Too many MC's get deals from who ya down with, or where ya represent But since I house more niggaz than section

rivals I'll be at it every rebirth And we lerks in the cuts of east Co. Co. county All through out northern Cali northerners are getting rowdy From the

the North Pole Relaxin' in my chain and my girl She's bad, so bad, whoa Havin' a girl like Boog's gonna become the new fad When you're walkin' to my house

was born and raised in Oakland My daddy's from the north kept me on to If you from the north and you was smokin you was on too im feeling great im feelin

piece open just like a New York deli I'm mad cool like Garth Manzarelli You've seen 'em on the tele with Ralph "The Mouth" I rock the east, west, north