Lyrics:
come join and join the monsters ball man.
Verse 2 â?? Pressure
These are the last of days, a vast array,
Of fake fucks up in a masquerade,
It's swim
rhyme
So I really ain't concerned if I seem street to em
Half the niggaz my niggaz like I don't even speak to em
So I spit that fly shit becuz I'm in it
ordinary a perfect being
Just the same as changing lanes, timing is and will be everything
And when half is full, you will begin to understand
Yours isn't
my hand
And said, "Go on and cry"
"But let that be the very last thing
That you give him darling
Now let's go on in the house
And make a voodoo
to
Really try to make it work
I'm not gonna act like that no more
What am I gonna do without you boo
Without you I'll be half a man
I'm gonna get this
Here in this yellow room blocking the screaming sounds from the stage
There're silhouettes passing by in the doorway; I pay no mind
You're half
let's get us another sack
Let's get a fat dime, man, we go half on the zig-zags
I love the cheeba and I might just be an addict
I'm rollin through
I can't understand
What I do wrong half the time
My judgment is blurred
From this last year of defeat
I never once acted like
This before I met you
-=Yukmouth Talking=- [Girl]
[Dreams of fuckin' an industry bitch]
My dreams be crazy man
Last night I fucked Whitney Houston [Dreams of fuckin' an industry
now i don worried fo da last time
thankin bout how ya'll niggas choke like da big game
gettin slapped like a BITCH it ain't no new thang
without dat
sat, 'til about half past midnight
Clock struck one, time to get right
Beat bop on, tilted over to the side
Tank on E and I was still gonna ride
I don't care how long it might last
don't care anymore
don't care about that
I don't care how long it might take
I'm still wide awake
out
guns go pow-pow
I'm known to have a hottie open, I keep the shottie smokin'
Front and get half the bones in your body broken
And when it comes
I hear you are singing a song of the past
I see no tears
I know that you know it may be the last
For many years
You'd gamble or give anything
You ain't half as raw, you need to practice more
Somebody tell this nigga sum'un, 'fore I crack his jaw
You runnin' with boys, I'm runnin' with men
I'ma
to the same thing
Opportunity knocks for you girl let it be
Yet it don't stop to the ?
I know you've wondering how long could it last
But trust in the future
the money ese
Hell no
I'm out wit dat bum again
The fiends tongue numb again
The half pin sprung again
One dead Columbian
I'm I know it's gonna be he
Once
yo fuck you and your peeps
Never had it good, my last album went wood
Bought my words when you hear this, I'm movin out the hood
Takin no
born
Stretch the pussy like some starlet tryin' to last in porn
[Chorus]
This is the meaty part of the discussion
Slice the underbelly of my
The last song on the tape, oh what a relief
The music sounded booty and as rigid as tin
So I took it out and put my own tape in
Now I'm happy as can be
instincts never fail
Through fortified lines
Last phase intercept
Based in destruction
Silently shreds
Exist longer under threat
Engaging to replay
and you might know half of them
And the beer on the carpet won't stain
Just get drunk, fall over and embarrass yourself
Like you did last Saturday
And The Outlawz will fuck around and take it
I got these spinks payin a hundred a gram, fifty for half
I'll get em for thiry that's why I dump at last
Chorus
on at the Garden in one half hour
Voice I heard before as I run for the door
And I'm really not sure what they chase me for
Can't find my stash can't find my
.jpg/300px-Half_Man_Half_Biscuit_(22017516678).jpg "Half Man Half Biscuit")
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