as a corpse For the rest of your life In another coffin, of course Next to you is your wife A coffin is lonely A coffin is bad The shape of seclusion A coffin
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you getting' money, you don't have a care Now r-roger that, r-roger that R-roger that, r-roger that R-roger that, r-roger that R-roger Young black
I'm all about, c'mon (I) No gangsta you ain't either (Will) But I know that I spit ether (Not) I shoulda crossed your belly (Lose) Show you I'm not R
im spaz happy, I heard a well known fag just took a jab at me, Yeah you already know wat I do to fools, So when I see you I aint gon be in the music
safe muhfuckers! (N.A.S.A. Music) Aww shit we bridging the gap! (N.A.S.A. Music) Weast coast , West coast, let's go! (N.A.S.A. Music uhhh)
and it ain't no place to run And plus I pack a Bible, a shovel and a shot gun And I'm go preach a funeral, ICP don't ride a hearse You think it's over
the fuck of it Pop I blow I smoke, I blow I smoke 'em out there just like grass S-P-V, R-I-C, creeped up on your monkey ass Mitchell Heights, B-V-D, L
a phone call away I've reached the status, of a modern day John Baptist I'm preachin' just what I practice To each and all, I got a word from the beach
way is highway, robbery, chump When I was up North, Sing-Sing I was sendin niggaz home in a coffin Livin like a orphan, you bad nigga? I'll be back to
Forget the rest 'cause I'm the best, and I'm a nympho Maniac, insaniac, I'll put you in a trance and If you party with me I always keep you dancin'
you gettin money you don't have a care. Now r-roger that, r-r-roger that. R-roger that, r-r-r-roger that. R-roger that, r-r-roger that....................
, I let it slide, I said I wouldn't hold my fuckin breathe to get a five, shit I was right I'ld a fuckin died already tryin' I swear to God, I never lied
ass in a coffin Never been a baller but I trap many ballin' Homies y'know I don't give a fuck, I was starvin' You better hide your daughter cos I'm
mother not gonna wonder 'cause I knew it'd be me everyone's coming gathering to see remain in flames what I used to be, this is no more R.I.P you never
Send a sign or somethin', this ain't all for nothin' The talent is passion of mine, I'm sick of sufferin' I know Your plans is greater than mine, so I
call me Diablo let the gun smoke like Rakim say, kid I ain't no joke I think when I'm not city scapin this If it's a law kid, we be breakin' it 2001 we
