(Intro) She was there when time was rough And the going get tough She just never gives up Yo notnice dem fi kno am an Indian Cyaa figet weh mi come
Yo check this out a lot of people be gettin' mad 'Cause I use the word 'nigga' you know what I'm sayin'? They don't like the fact that I use the word '
Long bread to the short bread, word is bond Meticulously pimpously serve the song Act a damn donkey Like the pilgrims when they popped A tag on the Indians
she lookin' like a center fold Two tattoos but she say she gettin' plenty mo' She got Indian in her family, seminal Me and shawty go together like chemicals And she get mad
Innocent lives will be taken, it may get worse but we'll get through it Y'all, be strong The China men built the railroad, the Indians saved the Pilgrim
this one This o the last The nigga Ro is a crack-a-matician Rollin the ave cuz Im gettin dough in that slab cuz im gettin over, they mad i just grill
check, I'm set So let a motherfucker move a muscle When I tussle they'll be piecin' niggaz back like fuckin' puzzles 'Cause Kool G. Rap is known for bringin' mad
I'm better than mad niggaz But I'm just as good a crack pitcher as a pad ripper I say that to say this Don't let mad liquor turn me to a bodybag zipper
-bearded serpico wit flows yo Coolin' in the cut crevice, underground tavern Wit wifey and seed still on point like a javelin Mad child twists and turns like an Indian
I'm an abnormal creature with pummelin' action Feature presentation plus the comin' attraction Asians, Iranians, all same opinion Indians, blacks and whites and East Indians
betta than your rollie Bollywood bitch want the Louis and the Chloe And thats what she'll get after she do me and blow me Black, white and Indian she
deserve So I try to live simply in a complicated world (Mad Child & Prevail) (Chorus x4) (Mad Child) Broken down engines, cowboys and Indians (Prevail) Black Jack gunfights saloons and women (Mad
it gets sticky She strict politic to the vicky's And a fly aviator the color of sky God on her side Indian chick with cat eyes Mad respect with the
up the jams like syringes My technique alone blows doors straight off the hinges Masked Avenger, I appear to blow your ear like wind With a freestyle, sharper than the Indian
Grindtime (oh the mercy) Yo one time for yo man this is Grindtime check and (Welcome To The Grindhouse!) And we gonna do it West Indian Style for you
we came home, mad messages was on my phone Bitch named Symone Screamin', she feenin', for the semen Me bein', the man that I am Took it to her condo, pronto Half Indian
Queens and gets down Jose-Luis gotcha holdin guns in tons general, Emanual rock emerald government out to get me, tryin to stick me move quickly, yo the god study swiftly Indian
beef right here or right there Ice-grill stare, shoulda set it off right, it off right there CNN war report spread across New York Guard him Indian style
