Lyrics:
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
girlfriends
Been in the party bumping on waterbeds
Two by the leg
Two by the head
It's crazy, driving miss dasy
Got white girls going crazy
Damdama, last king
to stay
My crew I'm believing so fuck it anyway
I got my mob from the Rule, that live by the cruel
And my crew from Courtland Ave. always say they'll set
To provide for the lives of you and me
'Cause you know that
I got those jet pack blues
Just like Judy
The kind that makes June feel like September
I'm
nitro is like my crew into a crowd
I'ma take a minute or maybe I'll take two
To introduce the Too Damn type posse to you
I'ma start the introductions
hand
Flammable liquids in the lab explode
And you get stabbed with all the flyin glass
Trained to blow up commercial aircrafts
Trained in
like X and I terminate like Schwarzenegg'
Dum-di-dum rock, like Buju Banton
Soup like wonton, fuck by the ton, drums
Please, my whole crew's makin'
to fuck
Fuck him like you do want to cum
You're gay to get discovered in my 21-deuce
Cock-a-lickin' in the water by the blue bayou
Caught the warm goo
to fuck
Fuck him like you do want to cum
You're gay to get discovered in my 21-deuce
Cock-a-lickin' in the water by the blue bayou
Caught the warm goo
be surprised by your findings
Get a clue and youtube September Clues
And Judy wood Irrefutable too
The planes look like cartoons
And they played some
Causin examinin, paralyze
Although they choose to itemize lives
[Chorus x2]
[Freestyle of Arsonists]
Continue infiltration by
me, talkin' like y'all can't be touched
See by the time y'all realized, I be done touched you up
Blazed you up, your whole style, chump nigga, what?
would've burned dry
Quick Fade to black for a nose dive
News framed believe your own eyes
Two layers make a show fly
A second later it would've flown by
Bin
to feast safe
15 feeling like I won a sweepstakes
15-hour flights when I leave the states
15 thousand dollars on a bracelet
Had to buy two, I had
adrift
washed ashore their bodies
consumed by nothingness
One by one and two by two
They follow
One by one and two by two
They swallow
One by one and two
on two of my cribs show you what I rapping is real good is
How I live goon palace my dear whisper something in your ear got my own menu right here
All
the Outlawz
Bad Azz representin' the L.B.C. Crew
What you wanna do?
You know how we do it
Time goes by
? puffin on lye
Hopin that it get me high
Got
home
My aunt, who lives two hours or so away, would take me to Sam's Club and tell me to fill
Up a cart when she was in town
Over the years, guests
One two, one two, one two
I am the Overweight Lover MC, Heavy D
This one goes out to my man DJ Eddie F
Trouble T-Roy my partner G-Wiz
This also
I'm pinning my hope on the edge of September
And praying the payoff's not too far away
I'm trying to focus and change for the better
Breakdown's
[Hook: Vanilla Ice]|Tell my why we all live and die|Why some people try suicide|Why do children have to fight for their lives|Tell me why|Tell me
thought at night that comforts me is starving whoever's hunting me
Shit, lucky me, to be rich in a world where nothing's free
And separated from hell by
1er Couplé :
Dans mon crew il n’y a pas de PD, tu craques ? il n’y a pas de MD, vas-y patine tapine
Pendant que j’affine, raffine mon style, jamais
are straight
negitive birth by rate
only a matter of time before you start to mate
why last ten commercial all the couples mix raced
you think im
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