So let's free all of the rodents then go take all of the matches, then go burn all the churches down to the ground. If it were the end of the world
of green on the screen So I stepped up, to her screen door, like a dream or better yet like a fiend, who need a fix She wasn't like other chicks, pullin
And we'd go under the bleachers and she'd let me hit the stank, well uh She moved across town and never came back Until the other day, I seen her at
's just a family man but he's always lookin' up I saw him six in the mornin' just stuck Starrin' up in the space Other times he's quiet, normal calm face
the clouds in a drop GT Who would ever think I would make it out the street? My whole life around drugs and the Police Remember nights I was stuck in
I, I'm stuck in love with you I can't bend these pimping rules No more than I been flexing them Buddy love, Spandexing and if you ain't know I play by
1 grab one of partner number 2's buttcheeks with one hand Now cross over the other hand and grab the other buttcheek & now move it in time with the trumpet
green on the screen So I stepped up to her screen door like a dream Or better yet like a fiend, who need a fix She wasn't like other chicks, pullin'
the spectacle from a distance For instance, there was this cat the other day shootin' me ice grills But when I looked, he looked the other way Now any other
kisses would make me feel so grand See I can only imagine how it feels to be in your shoes These other girls think you're lucky These other girls have
) We do drugs till were all sucked up, you know homes (There ain't no future in it, homey) I smoke weed 'cause it grows from the seed but the other shit
skating rink And we'd go under the bleachers And she'd let me hit the stank, well uh She moved across town and never came back Until the other day,
's just me, myself, and I At war with each other until we die Hook: Otis: You, you belong to me (it's just me, myself, and I, at war with each other
but knock a nigga off quick And I'm mad like a bitch and a nigga with a soft dick Get off this, fucking with X, but on some other shit Why the fuck you
my lucky stars Got a roof over my head Someone to love me in a 4 poster bed And I can play this here guitar I thank my lucky stars Gonna thank my lucky
dis shit fucked up! [Project Pat] I gotta call from my dawg, Gangsta Fred jus da other day Met some nigga from da other way, wanna purchase llao (weed
just stuck to each other Like the earth sticks to the sun Yeah, you taught me how to laugh, I learned how to cry It was easy as one, two, three We were lucky
know I wasn't sleepin' that long When I woke up (what happened brother?) My microphone was gone At first i panicked (how?) I put the cops on the case But they were stuck
