Lyrics:
to clean the shit from my bowels
A really hot girl walks by with a fat ass
But I'm just wondering if Hefty really holds the most trash
Forgot my card
by any means (watch ya then)
Young boy never drop guard
From you see me you know seh man a top dawg
Couple bad gal deh ya couple bad charge
Tell you
the record, the Sly Green record, man, it's real nice, man
And Westside, man, all I got is positive, constructive things to say
Can't nobody say nothin'
investigation for 16 months by the I.R.S.)
Claims to be a MAN OF GOD;
Currenty seeking the United States Presidency,
Hoping we will all follow him into
as cold as the clay.
"I can see by your outfit that you are a cowboy."
These words he did say as I boldly walked by.
"Come an' sit down beside me an'
sat in a game at the Miner's Saloon soon I had doubled my stake
The cards run like they'd been dealt by Lady Luck they were just sealin' my fate
A young
She gets paid to party
I can barely afford a couple beers
They card her but not me
She's my junior by a couple years
And that's fine by me, man
L.A.
Come on, come on, come on, toys, let's play
Circle the calendar, perpetrator doomsday
Ice-T fool, man of my own, full grown
I cause havoc when I
bet they know now sharper than a pair of spurs buddy I’ve been ace high
Anybody willing to be broken down thoroughly by the kid it seems ya brain left
as cold as the clay.
"I can see by your outfit that you are a cowboy."
These words he did say as I boldly walked by.
"Come an' sit down beside me an' hear
He's a ghost, he's a god
He's a man, he's a guru
You're one microscopic cog
In his catastrophic plan
Designed and directed by
His red right hand
was told by Uncle Maurice
Yeah that's my Uncle Maurice
Put a football in my hand
Said stay up out them streets
Make more than a hundred grand
Then I
Let's keep it real buddy you won't ever be nothin'
As long as you ain't keeping it 100
Homie you fugazi
Never been the life of the party I'm on my guard
Yeah
Shout out
My nigga
Buddy
SLife
Pregame
Put ya motherfucking hands up
Everybody know my fucking name
When they see that boy Tremendeux
They say
Don't make me bad
So I want it all; f*** had
Don't make me laugh
By all means
Get this money; it's all green
It's all good
And I wished that y'all
tell by looking at them though
My glass is one-fourth full
It only feels dark, but I can see fine
Light is the darkness at the end of my tunnel
I was
as cold as the clay
"I can see by your outfit
That you are a cowboy"
These words he did say as I boldly walked by
"Come an' sit down beside me
An' hear my
Vainglorious! This is protected, by the red, the black, and the
green, with the key! On the road again. Sissy! And ya' don't stop!
Vainglorious! This is protected, by the red, the black, and the
green, with the key! On the road again. Sissy! And ya' don't stop!
knows me better
Me and my, me and my, me and my,
Me and my, me and my friends
He's as close to me
As a friend can be
I'll be standin' by my buddy
friends
He's as close to me as a friend can be
I'll be standin' by my buddy he'll be standin' by me
Just another half of the two headed freak
But I
clip acute but my shit looking obtuse
Pulled up to the block by himself with his chains on
I'mma rob you
Don't try to buddy buddy me cause I'm getting
got mail on that AOL
And Backstreet and NSYNC on TRL damn
MSN messenger got me reminiscing
I made a lot of phone calls corded phone kitchen
Buddy list
and on
But a man stand up on his own
I'm raised by a different code
Cut from a different cloth
Never been a follower
My momma told me be a boss
Watch who you
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