Lyrics:
The camel is too high
On censored powders
And Itzik is amazed
24 hours ago I had a
V6 Acura Legend
After the slippery help from
The Vanilla Scented
Buddha
In so many bourgeois homes Van Gogh's sunflowers radiate from the walls,
Yet he lived in utter misery, condemned by those very same people.
Why is it
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
the blind
While I'm raking in dimes from these 9 to 5's
People breaking it down just to get the high
And I wonder if they miss it too
Or if they've outgrown
low. Yoooo, people at the club just don't know. Yooo, That package in your mother when you don't know. I did five in the pen on the low low. I took one
an
Atomic bomb and killed people in
Hiroshima and Nagasaki? Have
They killed off millions of
Native Americans? How
Dare you put yourself in that position
CHORUS
Watch how you move. These niggas tend to be slippery, but I ain't trippin. A nigga got hella artillery. My team crazy
We out here co-opting
twisting the sterile canvas snoot of
a fully-charged icing anointment utensil. And every time a nice little muffin comes
by on the belt, he poots forth...
It's been 5 years and counting since I steered away from home
5 years and counting talking with my Momma through the phone
Had to get away before I
a picture
In those last five seconds where you wish time pass a little bit quicker
These the kinda projects that you gotta study for years in advance
Cuz
Ah, wenta-five wunna bid me biddle, want to five want to five want to five, wudja
Biddle on a twenty-five.
Gotta twenty-five dollar bidja-biddle
to die.” Which she did the next day. They were crowded, packed in. There must have been five hundred people in that little hospital and there were five
are
searching the square roughly turning over baskets and shaking down PASSERS-BY.
BRIAN appears near a rather dull little PROPHET, who is standing
Sixty-two-oh-five
Seventeen years alive (seventeen)
Chasing Father Time
Future's looking kinda high (way up)
My life passin' by
I been watching from
Shown improvement
Just a shame that can't nobody make me
Day by day
Little by little by little by little I climb
Little by little by little by little I
violent
But she's goin' through my drawers to plant the K-Y in
I'm gettin' accused by a whore
Who smells like St. Ides and
Who has probably screwed five
danced among the potatoes
The little people were out for fun
Everyone dressed bright as Smarties
Celebrating a job well done
At the Harvest Moon Garden
wit The Lench Mob
(AmeriKKKa's most wanted)
Back in the day I dip my shirt in dirt
Sometimes I got away clean, sometimes people got hurt
But if you
away clean, sometimes people got hurt
But if you know me, you know that I'm liable
To bust a cap 'cause it's all about survival of the fittest
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
little niggas
We pound niggas and drown niggas and
Hemmied up, that brown, niggas
All my niggas get stemi'd up
Hennessy, Louie V
Me and you, me
and sippin' on red Mountain Dew
{Lone Star ranger, sittin' on swanger}
One in the chamber, ready for the danger
Five cliffhangers, I'm a show 'em how to tip
by the things he tells you because you will be held liable,
He's very tricky and slippery and will twist words around,
To make him look like a king
put my life on it
Want to disrespect give me your neck
And I'll put a knife on it
Some say it's slippery when wet
But my Roll got ice on it
It's
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