daughters are men, they're lesbian But they only human when they come thru the pen I call my verse the Virgin, pray to St. Mary before I begin Is Priest
poles you neva know what life holds No Virgin Mary it's scary, prison scars and all our laws buried Friends buried and dirt cover their stories Bullet
t even steal cable I speak for myself, my niggaz will slay you Lucky us, this rap done worked out fine FEDs, check me out, it's no dirt y'all find This
a nigga can't take it no more Blood of a slave, heart of a King - turn my voice up Aiyyo, the brother's "Stillmatic" I crawled up out of that grave, wipin the dirt
' and slide You show a lil' thigh, I show a lil' mojo I admit, I had to hit her with game But as soon as I hit it, I SPLIT! Now she sitting back mad, throwing dirt
dirt but won't admit it, huh? How many nigga's know shorty young, but still hit it Same nigga's that'll snatch your chains off and run wit' it Yellin' Mary J, more cash than Mary
it to niggaz I don't be slippin on my literary Sick when I'm gone off that Jane first name Mary Eightball, ain't no other like this Southern brother Crazy
hype and super sharp just like a carver's knife Out of sight, like a step I keep myself when ima see some mo More than I been seeing and being in the sight of Mary
way into town we'd say: 'Mama, can we stop and give her a ride?' Sometimes we did, but her hands flew from her side Wild eyed, crazy Mary Down a long dirt
take a shot at any one of y'all Got mami droppin' draws before the first phone call We some gangstas study the ten crack commandments Stay big worship Hail Mary
so red Lying there deep in the dirt so red I walk the tightrope of despair in total darkness A tattoo on my breast of a black winged Maria A piece
is for tools the coop car says va va voom then it go pune nigga im gone ill see you soon on the moon put me in the dirt and watch me bloom put me
again Cause just like Moses on Mount Sinai, I broke all ten For the believing, in the evening, when I covet my neighbors wife I do dirt and get works
Ike and Tina, Marie and Donnie Ashford and Simpson, Clyde and Bonnie I don't know karate, but I know crazy You'd better ask somebody And when I do dirt
Verse One] I tip my derby like Zorro Ain't no such things as war heroes Frontline planes fly by, like the sparrow (BLAOW!) My face hits the dirt, flashbacks
I packed my bags and bought myself a ticket For the land of the tall palm tree Aloha old milwaukee, hello waikiki I just stepped down from the airplane
I hired the band, you planned the buffet line The food and the music would be grand You fought with our daughter Over what color oughta be featured in
you I woulda did it by now Oh on the contrary, Mary Poppins, I'm mixing our studio session Down and sending it to mastering to make it loud Enough dirt