's get it on now, get it torn down Let the horn sound, let em know it's goin down Ya city, ya town, ya hood, ya ground Ya block, now know son, it's goin
It's dope, it's just some sh** I wrote I said you couldn't be saved by John the Pope I slid past on the gas, ******** looking at me It's good, it's good
since You on the streets with a tendency to preach to the choir, wired for sound and down with whatever I heard Gideon did you in Denver She's got a cross
minutes Once you in it, be in it to win it to the finish As the sun heats, I put my feet to the concrete Hard to sleep so I take it to the streets Hold
And with a couple of banana clips, dip in ya lip Better hush when I hit that hip, and disconnect it Perfect it, from day to day, I take game and call it
of the line would you kill me There's something in your eyes stopping you see They're cloudy and you turn your head away What's that rolling down your
t answer it That's it no asterisks No thirst to find the circumstances It was planted in me deep It was nurtured and it grew Gave it sleep and nutrition It
city blocks and cops Look around, it's in your town Look around, it's in your town Look around, it's in your town Look around, it's in your town
s Norma Desmond That's Norma Desmond That's Norma Desmond That's Norma Desmond. BETTY Why did she call me? JOE Give you three guesses. It's the oldest
hype now and rock the right crowd You're so attached that it's hard to put the mic down Crowd prestigous, and I believe it's Quite hard for others to
cemetery fence, Down the hill to where the grave-stones Lie inviting in the sun. Settle down. Settle down. Let the afternoon slip by. Settle down. Settle down. It's
your arms, in your arms What if I died tonight? It's all good, it's all hood Oh baby, it's on Fo sho Yeah You know what it is One time for your mind
a couple of banana clips, dip in ya lip Better hush when I hit that hip, and disconnect it Perfect it, from day to day, I take game and call it stayin
since. you on the streets with a tendency to preach to the choir. wired for sound and down with whatever. i heard gideon did you in denver. she's got a cross
With 151 Bacardi and a stick of the stickiest Meticulous when it's got to represent us I can't trust in no kay, come with it or forget it We move on to
In your arms, in your arms What if I died tonight? It's all good, it's all hood Oh baby, it's on Fo sho Yeah You know what it is One time for your mind
