grieve on, givin' you what you need man, clone Bone, shock 'em, drop 'em, pop 'em let 'em know Bone in tha fukkin' war (no, no) you hataz make feellike, you
Copped me a Cheverolet, drift away to the other side just to think If I get to see Heaven, I can thank you for the ride and thank you for my other kids
[Styles P:] Dark forces, get on the level Cause you might see an iced out cross on the Devil Illuminati and Masons, what are we facing? See you at the
?" I see the answer's place my trust in you Trust in you love, be with me then That's when I want you That's when I need you the most I want us to be
was on an airplane And she's flying to meet her fiance Sailing high above the largest ocean on Planet Earth And she was seated next to this man, who, you
must take all of the medicines too expensive now to sell Set fire to the preacher who is promising us hell And in the ear of every anarchist who sleeps
leadin' the motherfuckers who's seekin' to catch, ruckus Meaning you suckers no luckers overdub us, nut hug us You love us, you can't stop, these mad
Ha-ha, yeah Will I make it to see tomorrow Ain't no tellin This one right here, for all the riders No matter what side you on Peep game Welcome to the
I could give you to hip you Never let these traits trick you Mighty ambiguous of you to think I love slut, shit Dig you a hole, take the shovel and dig you
For you, baby, I'd find you For you, baby, I'd find you For you, baby, I'd find you For you, baby, I'd find you I done been around the world, been around
you own But before you do something major extreme I've got one simple thing for you to take along with you, as you go on your lonely way Tomorrow robins
spirit form You watch it feeling awful and nauseous The angel of death just stomped you as you crossed through the universal sauce Your agnostic belief cost you
building It's time for some of that ol', that good ol' Yankee up north dirty south, Yankee music Uh, it ain't where you from, homey It's how hot you are
a fuckin' hole in the wall I'ma kick a fuckin' hole in the wall Who can paint their face up!? (Who can paint their face up!?) And wear a ninja suit
the ghettos and the hoods Just look at you, you think for us, you're too good Claiming all you got and you can die tomorrow And when that shit happens
house of horrors You born in a barn? Shut the fuckin door You see, damn, cause I'm about to scare you ...Okay now I dare you Close your eyes, open up
! I'm just playin', fuck-nuts. Listen!Whenever you'refeelin'low, just page me, and I'll call you.""You will?""Sure. I'll call you a nerdy bitch for botherin
