Put him under the tree, so every one of ya can see That ain't no fuckin with the Bun to the B, niggaz [Chorus - 2X] "Guess who's back? Me" "There's no
testament and my hidden scrolls See my icon straight faced with a torn robe A beard and some cornrows The whole globe hears when I perform my shows [chorus 2
, we know When you lose something that you really love, is hard to replace it But we have to face it till the day we lay [chorus x2: killah priest] From
He's the, he's the man, here's the plan Remember the bank, we met at before Well, he headed back to make a withdrawel [Chorus 2X: Savoy (Killah Priest
[Leatha Face] To my hard rocks, locked in cell blocks, never shell shock Melt the ox in your face, displaced in the penalty box My enemies heart pumps
to day They say play the way, well that's the only way we play Families seem like the real enemy A true, true friends of me is trees and Hennessy I love
in the days, Christmas was deep My moms put presents under the tree while I played sleep And peeped ha! Santa Claus never gave me nuthin Seen them mad faces
while like a sonic messiah To find out these cats Got this thing runnin wild God bless the child [verse 2] Im spittin in the wind Till it knocks a tree
little smile The way a mother holds her child Chorus (David Byrne, The Crack Alley Children's Choir & Chali 2na) Tasty little human beings I grow them on the people tree
have seen the fuckin look up on his painted face He said "holy fuckin shit, i don't know if you knowin But you growin and it's obviously showin, homie" [chorus 2
'm losin' my mind Right then the corpse came jumpin' out a tree Way out a tree and fallin' on top of me Back on my feet, a zombie in my face Lift my
always missing THE ATTACK OF THE BASEHEADS! Every City, Every Town They Always On The Hunt For Something Never To Be Found [Repeat 2x] Goddamnit. It's 2
but I'm stuck I can't move, fuck i'm only a face, why even try On top of that, it's a centipede crawlin' in my eye I wanna die [Chorus 2x] Everyday
for it, it's already taken care of. There'll be no worry about veing moved out of it. It will be yours forever." [Shaggy 2 Dope] I got shot, ah!,
hundreds of car alarms, saw flames and smoke and thy sky above red, I see dead bodies fallin' it's raining with corpses thy blood is appalling [Chorus: Shaggy 2
Rollin' over Hell muthafuckin', yeah, bitch Hatchet chop straight to your muthafuckin' face Rollin' over I look up, there's still so far to go Wicked
suckers in a second Leave you with no sign of recollection Rearrange your whole memory section Disease, infection, over night I die slowly Covered in corn stalks, protected by the oak trees
psychodelic sick with the psycho psycho rhymes But ya keep the killer in one place, But I'm at ya door, motherfucker have a taste! [Verse two: (Nate The Mack) {Shaggy 2
