Yo...this is mya.. You know the hook You see the bait I know you wanna bite So why procrastinate? Cmon' Yea... Yesss-- Whatchu' doin' over there Bring
Do you want to get high man? I see em. Does Pinochio have wooden balls man? Well yo, I got a joint I've been saving here for a special occasion Ahh, niggas
When night falls, that's when it all begins Be prepared, we can allow no loose ends I highly recommend ya'll bring your arms This is no false alarm, they
Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust (8X) Chorus: Black Thought (4X) It's Common Dust y'all, and you don't stop For you to trust y'all, with real hip-hop
(Durrty Goodz Intro) Yeah, just imagine that though...and just dream...'cause this is real grime MC'ing (huh) but it's never gonna' change...until you
..Killa, Jones, Jones, Let's Go [Cam'Ron] Clowns don't come around, pound pounds i pump in town Do like House of Pain, Kriss Kross, jump around Jumpin
And time you've had more than your share of mine I'm a criminal with no crime I sing like a bird that is now released Well like and angel with clip-on
Pressure: It's all the same, Regardless of your rep and your name Rappers walking in the rain, tryna state there claim I can take the weight they just
Yo, it's gettin' colder with time, Thug rollers with rhymes Gotta look out for the spineless, marchin' with mines Outlawz on the grind, in the back of
When I go swimmin' in your intellect The water's so shallow and the dialect Is so phony but I eat it up like bologna I can't get enough Well, I should
Well, I walked in to one of my old haunts It used to be a honky-tonk heaven Some old slicker done bought the place An' lit it up like a 7-11 Yes, they
I can't make boasts about my body. The workmanship is somewhat shoddy. Sometimes I overwork my gob. Can't buy you gifts I've got no job. I know you find
I never knew that I was trapped inside this surreal imagery But if I don't stand and float, we could end in catastrophy We are running out of time, between
Wrap Then pass that joint ( *in the background* ) Where the joint, man? Somebody got it I ain't got it Check it out y'all Mad kap's in the house Nefrettiti
A needless and harrowing future is developing For our generation and generations to come But as I walk the chartered streets of this familiar oblivion
If U wanna we can kick it, baby, joint 2 joint CHORUS: (Sex me) - Uh, yeah (safe), joint 2 joint (Sex me) - Uh, yeah (safe), kick it, baby, joint
I remember when we used to walk together Used to talk together, go to the park together In all kinds of weather we would share This common pleasure with
General Joy I know, I know You'll take me there (Where your boys were left behind) General Joy it seems you need A soldier girl (Now they have liberty