dont escape from me Life my drug There fore I here me buried i clone where you go please come here for you my broken bones CHORUS; -''- oh my angel for my age
up Time to bring the place alive, thanks for being patient I will make no more mistakes, shit, my potatoes baked, homie The veggies on my plate can fly, my
me? Check check I'ma try to disregard that last comment 'Cause this is the most crucial part of my reinstallment My mind, see it's not just placin' my brain in My
friend We can write each other again and again Comment on my pics and post on my page Join my groups and guess my age You must be eighteen, how could
okay, the top's up Left the mall bought little amal the toy truck Your boy's what, three years old now, correct? He and my daughter age neck and neck
these new age cassettes To transmit subliminal messages I like mom, I like school I like to study, I like rule I am the school teacher who yelled at you For
to death Ay, you know we do it to keep you flippin', do it for whylin' Doin' it for me to get my hustle on, do it for profilin' Do it for the love affair
feeling and I follow through I get high like I'm sniffing glue It's time to let the games commence This really helps my self-confidence Blood orgy for
get my mind off things and I'm already depressed I give up. Get let down. Down play. Play games. Put on my game face Face my pharmecudial needs and feed on my
really knows, my dear lady friend Just quite how it all will end So hurry 'cause you've got a lot to see The baldness gene was cause for dread But that
, Fuck my last cd this shits in my trash, I be god damned if another rapper gets in my ass, I hit the gas and I spit every rap as if its my last. You
death Ay you know we do it to keep you flippin, do it for whylin Doin it for me to get my hustle on, do it for profilin Do it for the love affair because
fuck feel what I'm sayin [Verse 2:] My skills are genetic respect an atomic bomber trainin started at 6 months of age by battlin my momma she tought
! too many wives for ohio they were looking to try me so I got twelve divorces said aloha hawaii arrived without traveling they lost my bags another trial for my
between the sky scrapers, capes all-a-drape in the words on the shiny papers that the stapler turned to a booklet, or otherwise perfect bound so when the glue dries in my old age
