runnin 'round the town like a maniac Aimin at you niggaz but I'm glad it never came to that Grimey y'all 'til they climbin up the wall Outlaw, pullin
call me Cedro I put a rap to singalong in all de ? crew And if da gal a bitch ? ? the rainbow ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? [Killah Priest] Yo, hit you with the force of an iron horse
it's too crowded for you to come get in it i spit that tech shiza off to yall it's crazy, even michael jackson said "it's off the wall" i'm with the sickness
mouth, give me a kiss Now bring your body closer Pin me to the wall like a poster Tonight's your turn so baby order Now I'm biting on your body like an hors
Is that all that you've got? Make their day and go ahead Remove your clothes, lie on their bed Just a last gasp chance or an outside bet To the easily
There's an evenin' haze settlin' over town Starlight by the edge of the creek The buyin' power of the proletariat's gone down Money's gettin' shallow
ever felt But the Pennsylvania line's in an awful mess And the Denver road is a-goin' to melt I went to the church house, every day I go an extra mile
Old Reilly stole a stallion But they caught him and they brought him back And they laid him down in the jail house ground With an iron chain around his
G's in an alloy safe and stash the weed in an altoids case they say good things come to those who wait so I'm gon be at least an hour late I'm so fresh
niggas in hell Soon as they set my bail, I make another sale Shit, I set my mind at an early age I was either gon' be paid or an early grave What the
are shot full of holes And it's all downhill with a bullet This ramblin' and rovin' has taken it's course I'm grazing with the dinosaurs and the dear old horses
horse, like a graveyard like a moron, like a girlfriend like a tissue like a cardboard like a brick wall like a dream, waiting to be like a ball park
Ah, She's an eight ball, She's a'rollin faster than a white wall, She's got an avalanche packed into a snowball, She's a losin all the links, She's like
before I just didn't have as large an arsenal of weapons before Marshall will step in the door, I lay your head on the floor With your body spread on the bedspread, red on the wall
Everything must go You wanna get on some fly shit Get on some butterfly to the fire shit Everything must go I wanna sell you a dream Heart of an altar