For hundred of years I?ve cracked See I know that I know I just can?t remember I know that I know I just can?t remember I know that I know I just can?
Known to damage and highly flamable like gas stations Sorry I left that ass waitin No more procrastination give up to fate, and get that asss shakin I
that baby? Yeah, I feel it too. Damn. You know..i'm so glad we could spend this time together See, not as crazy as you thought I was am i? Heh.. I'm
with they backs out [U-God] Niggas wanna pop shit, I pop clips Bitch, I'll put my dick on ya lips Alabama split, hammer slay quick That David Banner
feel that baby? Yeah, I feel it too. Damn. You know..i'm so glad we could spend this time together See, not as crazy as you thought I was am i? Heh..
that, baby? Yeah, I feel it too Damn, you know, I'm so glad we could spend this time together See, I'm not as crazy as you thought I was, am I? I'm
or Masarati, it's a big fat stretch I'm tellin' everybody (My big black Caddy) Yo, I know ain't nothing wrong with your hearin' And I got a strong back that
I told the pig that I didn't know you" He said, "Cool, meet me up at the school I need a ride 'cuz I'm wanted for homicide" Johnny got a gun and now
I do what I do for the sake of symmetry, I'd rather conjure spirits than imagery, I'm a fruitcake to the done mc, I'm the I'd rather have fun mc,
is down to brawl, Fuck all haters I see, Cause I hate that you breathe, I see you duck, you little punk, You little fucking disease, I got H.U. tattooed
anyway Now, I see that motherfuckin? writin? on the wall When you see J3T, Thirty D piece start a brawl Fuck all haters I see ?cause I hate that you
gas stations Sorry, I left that ass waitin' No more procrastination give up to fate and get that ass shakin' I'm bustin' and makin' motherfuckers panic
point that glock at you I catch you and I dead you, I got you if I shot at you Runnin for your life again, a victim of a homicide I'm down for pumpin
. Robotic destruction has now begun. I hear the beeping. I hear the people scream. (The people scream.) I think we're finished. (oh my God) How I wish that
I'm nice, maxed out, creepin' wit the ax out Murder these bikini bitches, switchin' with they backs out Niggas wanna pop shit, I pop clips Bitch, I'