Volvo, what up, God? I'm still sober, I need some Henn' to bend me over My nigga Hav, got a soldier It's gettin' down, it's goin' down, kid I heard he
? I'm a made man, I wear J's and I been around more rocks than a fuckin cave man I done sold it and bagged it I done drove it and crashed it Fucked my
like Everest I'm ever ready for the prospade I have a vest never fest just cascade I'm a go on I'm a run and I'm a go on and tell two friends so on (
pain when I'm wit you I'm high WIthout you der ma leaves me aching inside When I'm gone there you are back bone for support If I was broke I already
the new shalom I, I wake up before I throw a beater on Fall to my knees thank the lord for the new shalom I, I wake up I, I, I wake up I, I tha, thank
to go and get, I got my gangsta ready to spit, I-K-E about my digits, Feds want me 'cause I did it, I done flipped it into green, with my cousin'
.O.R.E.] Everytime I drop an album, niggas O.D. Though I send slugs at ya, and ruin your day And I'ma straight sergeon, I'll change ya face up Your like
This is how we do Brooklyn style, boy You know what I'm saying? R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P A C R.I.P niggas that wanna OD Aiyyo, the bottom line is I'ma crook
, I'm from the PJ's The PJ's, PJ's Before I was signed, I used to move on the block All I wanted to do was rhyme, rhyme, rhyme Line for line, I make
I was a dark dumb student, no hokey rookie daytrippin on visions of chickens that looked like R Crumb drew em. They grew em in the royal dirt of Suffolk
'Cause when I get em, I'ma have 'em Pull out the sweeper, and spray it at them I'm no killer, you know me But I'll be damned if I don't lie for my CO
to box with God Without faith, all of that is illusionary Raise my son, no vindication of manhood necessary [M.D.] Not strong [T.K.] Only aggressive [M.D
box with god Without faith, all of that is illusionary Raise my son, no vindication of manhood necessary [m.d.] not strong [t.k.] only aggressive [m.d
I take mc's to the war zone, and there I defeat em It gets much worse, with every verse As the f-r-e-d-d-i-e f-o-x-x-x, hurts! Punishes, stomps, smashes
I'm the shit with crushed ice and some arm and hammer I'm the reason why smokers steal car antenna's I get bricks, so you know I make big nicks The size
I'm the shit with crushed ice and some arm and hammer I'm the reason why smokers steal car antenna's I get bricks, so you know I make big nicks the size
***** talking crazy like insanity plea I, swear to god, the next I ***** give it to Is going to a place FedEx can't deliver to I'm West Philly Freck
You know I'm strapped, you know I'm strapped, I got the heat on me And what I'm wearin', and what I'm wearin', a long Bigari Thinkin' I'm Joe Clark, nigga