imagination Talkin' transubstantiation Any version will do I got mass communication I'm the human corporation I ate a rock from the moon Moon in the rock, rock in the moon
译文: 名嘴. 月球岩石.
split your head and your chest, now rock to the beat Yo, we got the obscure shit for the street Nevertheless, we split your head and your chest, now rock
be shaving it off like a South African beauty Get in on lock like Bob Marley You can rock it straight like Oprah Winfrey If its not what's on your head
'm 90 proof And for all you head beaters The lead eaters, the cheaters soon to be retreaters While Mamasitas carry real heaters I rock the Dooby And L rocks
[Bell] [whispers of Outlaw] [Fatal]- Yall muthafuccaz don't wanna die stop all that bull shit frontin' and all that talk a real nigga will pick the
the great one My blade swung, decapitate your snake head Slit your snake tongue make one false maneuver you a mystery Unsolved, the mob that we robbed automatically involved Musclebound sounds surround commercial thugs Rock
I'm a raw flow 'cause it never get rusty I ain't gotta say it, man, dawg, trust me Bust somebody head, TLC, where was we? Still rock the Prada 'fore that, rock
, I represent the Shaolin my nigga Hell yes, Apocalypse now, the gun blow It be goin' down, diggy diggy down diggy down down While the planets and the stars and the moons
a Beretta, so keep it on deck Cause you never know when Xzibit gonna move through the set Don't be scared, just be prepared and quiet as kept At a night club, talkin
calm when I'm about to split your arm in Put a hole so big in your noggin' that if you God body You can fit the whole sun, moon and star in You starvin
in this bitch. Dont talk shit, we'll spray ya down in the bitch (bitch) quick (quick). And all you niggas dead mayne. Cereal bowl holes in heads mayne
rhyme different from cats Specialize in mic rippers, splashes We the last skippers, big rocks and the block will stick [Cappadonna] Beefsteak Charlie niggas eat and they get fat Chase heads
, so yo God, pardon me I need it real quick, the dope flow like penmanship Many heads get pistol-whipped, I blow spots like horse shit So now, talk, shit
stay in line, like welfare, im saint else wear Hotter then a devil, nigga hell yeah Rock a by baby, homacide baby Thats more tear drops call me cry baby what you talking
, level three when I fly on BET Livin' astro, tell me how you feel One, two, one, two Movin' roughly, straight to the desert, San Antonio I talk swift the rock
toss It'll talk some shit, gotta get me an underspot Make me a hemp museum like b-legit I'm tryin to bump my head on the moon Live so high up in the
pretty smile and a shining in yo eye specialized wit beauty and she fell for it next plan was to head to the bar got the long and the ice-e she was reachin for the rock
