the Only worthless slave Politicised identity Institutionalised racism Evangelic laws apply To all whom cry You wrote your history in their blood Crystal tears storm down
be the Only worthless slave Politicised identity Institutionalised racism Evangelic laws apply To all whom cry You wrote your history in their blood Crystal tears storm down
to a bed Three at the feet, two at the top So I can't really talk about how they should live When I know in my heart if it came down to it I'd be getting
down to 9, down to 9 Yo, it's the Mayor, Mr. Biggs, yo, they won't resign 'Cause you wanna put your feet on my rug I say you go to put your feet on
on my feet, than live on my knees Nigga please, I cock and squeeze for Biggie Mafia Representin' Buck town Mack 11's cocked back, niggaz better duck down Face down
it Turn my face when I bust a cannon 'cause I don't wear sunblock Ask Drag if the fire is hot shit pop shellz, fall three feet, roll over and stop We
I Behind my walls are my Cats. And behind my Cats is a Peacock singing to me of my death and yours. I said to her "In the silence of an eye, I shall
tha Alkaholiks And I know ya like the way it's goin' down So all the ladies to the limo, it's tha Alkaholik carpool Lyrics bang from thirty feet to blow
guess you need to head West, who you foolin' Thought we'd fall for your phonyness you're, only foolin' Yourself, thought you were down, it takes more
muthafucka Don't fuck with Game I like 50 Cent He reminds me Spongebob And Tony Yayo is Blues Clues And Lloyd Banks is Dora the Explorer They're my friends Psyche I went down
Don't fuck with Game I like 50 Cent He reminds me Spongebob And Tony Yayo is Blues Clues And Lloyd Banks is Dora the Explorer They're my friends Psyche I went down
wanna put your feet on my rug (don'tcha?) I say you look to put your feet on my rug (don'tcha?) You're in a hurry (SLOW DOWN, ohh yeah) You ain't from
over the map connecting these dots we watching out for these double-cross cats tryna cross the line you know give and inch they take feet give 'em feet
, turn around and goose me Fighting off ten at a time, like fucking Jet Li Shit's ridiculous, I'm like "Slow down" I got plenty of pipe to go around Two are in the kitchen, three
a bed Three at the feet, two at the top So I really can't talk about how they should live When I know in my heart, if it came down to it I'd be getting
Soul] My guess you need to head West (who you foolin) Thought we'd fall for your phonyness you're (only foolin) yourself, thought you were down - it
it Turn my face when I bust a cannon Cuz I don't wear sunblock Ask Drag if the fire is hot shit pop shellz, fall three feet, roll over and stop We warn
