it's real. For us a show... I Like It! Hey, hey, hey I Like It! He's kinda kinky in a way I Like It! Hey, hey, hey I Like It! He's kinda kinky in a
feedin they vein, and I gotta habbit of havin grahams of it mayne, I'm chasin the paper, it' simple im bout my bread, I cock it and pop it your white
glass eye And it will glimmer like starlight She's got no reservations Ain't got no place to be He graveyard's in the backyard Where the meadows used to be Lord
might get you in the clink I rock a beat like this or like that Either way you look at it it's still acid rap From a hat I won't pull no tricks But from
when I'm poppin' clips Kill the devil, I'm the rebel lost in the streets My only fears is when I sleep, I'll be tossin' deep Or if the woman in my arms
brain Tical... I'm bustin' that ass again I burn like acid rain, that acid slang These niggaz try'nna see how I come ash again Main and evident, I'm huntin
off, like Mario Andretti (Brr-uck-em) You diss on radio, I come with street polluted tactics An automatic, hot as acid, when I pull and blast it Your
past three months yo I can still hear my victims yellin' but I can't listen to my conscience it's nonsense if I didn't shoot I'd be the nigga in the suit
Falls I'm Like Niagra But I Got Right Back Up Like Viagra I Am Agricluture Swagger So Mean It Might Insult Ya (Ha) I'm Like An Ultra Vulture I Fuck Around
I can still hear my victims yellin' but I can't listen to my conscience it's nonsense if I didn't shoot I'd be the nigga in the suit in the box under
optimism and honestly I can't see it I'ma crank it up tonight if tomorrow comes so be it Let that water cleanse yo' mind Feel it tricklin' down yo' spine It
And they wonder why I keep dressing like Elvis Lord help us he's back in his pink Alf shirt Looking like someone shrinked his outfit I think he?s about
God it was cold but I took the safest route I was high, heridity, all the lights poked fun at me Acid makes you feel like you're in a movie American
them pills, snort that P [Juicy J] Now I'ma go and do it like them white folk do Get it from the dope man I.O.U Called tootin snow but its driftin
ever make Me I chop his head off from a rooftop And race it downstairs just to see if I can catch his fade Like groceries when I'm shooting at fags
I strangle, otherwise treat her like angel. Madchild love it when a plan come together, Teflon vest on my chest like whatever. Words fit together like
it's stereo I won't be surrounded Astounded and amazed praise like two common I have nothing in common with the layman and the plane I shake magic like
turmoil when I'm poppin' clips Kill the devil, I'm the rebel lost in the streets My only fears is when I sleep, I'll be tossin' deep Or if the woman in
