Lyrics:
glasses no longer are we sober
October, my birthday when's yours?
She said it was in May and by the way I'm a Taurus
Pour us two more glass of Aleza,
no harmonica play
What you can see is something you saw
When you were a little girl
Some picture passed by the Hays Commission
About a prairie
and automatically
Hit a bystander, young girl named Amanda
The slugs in her back by this cat buggin' no crap
Another rug rat, somebody tell me where the love's
Dias
Rock steady by now you know the steelo
Mi correo still gets down on the leelo
Tahino indians welcome to my teepi
Pop in the CD and let's get
the barracks checkin in
Mark ass copy cat incoherance is crucial
Smokin hay that bite shit like microchips
I watch you ride the rodeo straight to the bottom
When
criticism crush or heal the heads that we oppose
Because the brothers we see living are the ones we should love the most
By tearing down another living soul
dark all day and it glows all night
Factory smoke and acetylene light
I face the day with me head caved in
Looking like something that the cat brought in
What would daddy think about his english rose
She took me in the garden by the hose
She's no angel
Well would he let you out all night
If he'd seen
LL
The greatest of all time love-rhymer, oh well
You can gather your bags, head to mama's house, fine
But you whined when my music wasn't making a dime
to Arizona loc
He droppin' the keys, makin' these G's, that's what I need
But someone else could drop off threes, I got freeze
[Verse 4]
Lifeless cat can
Nothing more nothing less
(There is no evil)
Something came to my room
As flies on the ceiling
Coming down on me
One by one
And their hairy limbs
Crawling
These brooklyn cats, I hope we eatin your food black
We keep it real, with the niggas keep it real with me
That understand that street knowledge was
had my brain on Josie the whole time we stroked
Days go by and E is like, she wants to chill
[Eon]
Yo you got that leak?
[Cage]
No doubt. Let's lace
up, the chronic and Hennessey on my pistol rip paw
You fools busting cats in they raps
But can't take it when they raps bust back
So I be like "Yo
Dias
Rock steady by now you know the steelo
Mi correo still gets down on the leelo
Tahino indians welcome to my teepi
Pop in the CD and let's get
could ride by the gates
Would you try to run inside when it opens would you try to die today?
Would you pray louder finally believing His power?
Even
next
Before you come to bed
Shut the light, turn the shrunken head
Soon enough you'll adjust
Learn to love the dead
The color red, bloodshed
Stuff you
And hurdle through the base heads tryin'
To just play with the odds
I'm not the type of nigga to claim god
But dog I heard you spit
Do't quit your day job
I've
a bystander, young girl named Amanda
The slugs in her back by this cat buggin no crap
Another rugrat, somebody tell me where the loves at
Was only seven
She ain't much of a lady but she's a helluva dame
You got a cat o' nine tails but you'll never tame
This kind of woman don't play by rules, no
This
bulletproof glass
For ya!
Push the six Walara Shagan with a shotgun, give a fuck if the cops come
The type of cat who come hom your face, invading space,
You're way beyond the title of sleez
chorus
hit you in the head with a rock
Peel your fingernails off like grapes
Pull out each nostril hair one by one
I
Slob on my knob
Like corn on the cob
Check in with me, and do your job
Lay on the bed, and give me head
Don't have to ask, don't have
Ghidra has arrived, you guys could take five
By the time it's over, no snakes alive
Take the dive, I'm tellin' you, you better off
Then up against
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