Lyrics:
V it's all in my jeans like Sean John
All my niggas, let's do it
All my bitches floorin' that ass, let's do it
Looks a crooked eye motherfucker,
There were three men came out of the west, their fortunes for to try
And these three men made a solemn vow
John Barleycorn must die
They've
nearby let out a cry John you're starting to vex us
Rest your blade and leave us some shade before these hills are as bare as Texas
He said Step aside if
you?
Stay out of folks business if
It don't involve you when you on the grind
Be careful who you talk to
I've been grinding so long that
I think my balls
like a piece of peat got pissed on by a cat
I could be P.C but where's the fucking fun in that
It's like I'm trying to escape a maze that's made
(D-Nebraska)
Senator Gorton (R-Washington)
Senator Gore (D-Tennessee)
Tipper Gore
Reverend Jeff Ling
FZ
Spider Barbour voice
All-Night John Kilgore
just D and the dog is out (come on, come on)
I don't think you cats see too clearly
If it ain't that you must be deaf, cause y'all niggas don't hear
Picture me, twenty-three, a bag of sold out shows
I made it out of music, I took all my bro's
And this merchandise is poppin', I sell all my
in the room, let's bark it
Pick out the opps like, "Which ones? Who?"
I was up in the tizz tryna dodge curfew
Burst or get sprayed like my new
who gon' tell yo mother, her baby's under a cover in the morgue
Stiff as a log, sniffed out by the dogs
Son of a hard headed nigga that wouldn't
dimension
Don't act like you ever cared when
You left me hanging there
All by myself is not so bad
I feel just like a stray cat
I feel like a stray cat (Like
our backs
These cats obtained control within the Federal Reserve Act
1913, Woodrow Wilson
He sold our country out to those within
Privately owned banks
the cat's away then the mice will play, yeah
Surely time will tell, yeah
Let the haters say what they wanna say
Surely time will tell, yeah
When the cat's
your cat get peeled
Word up
Be alert out here before your cat get peeled
Word up
Be alert out here before your cat get peeled
If you're in Brooklyn
Be
Let it, don't let it, Let, let it go
Let it, Don't let it, Fuck outta here yo
Let it don't let it, Let, let it go
Go, let it go
Go, let outta time
and have not
Go cat go
Let the legend grow
Game it like you game it
Better let em all know
One for the chiza
Two for the flow
Three to get
(Remember Pun?)
Yeah, check me out
(Remember Pun?)
Terror Squad
I'll battle you all, from the charts to ghetto stars
Face Triple Seis,
can do somethin'
BTwice could never do
Peace to that cat let's shake the spot
It's getting hot let's thicken the plot
And it don't stop
Teach you all
now
Missin' all the blocks cuz I'm surrounded by woods now
It's supposed to be good now
It's like I'm walkin' tight rope and can't look down
Fire
There were three men came out of the West,
Their fortunes for to try,
And these three men made a solemn vow:
John Barleycorn must die.
They've
hope is rap
Sincerely yours the hopeless cat
I pour my soul out on the beat I hope she notice that
I hope this pride shit can never come between us
I
looking good
But my words disgusting
I thought she by herself
But she brought her cousin
Let's have a threesome baby
Don't worry bout incest
She said her
There were three men came out of the West,
Their fortunes for to try,
And these three men made a solemn vow
John Barleycorn must die.
They've
finish working
But that's just me
Probably
See, I'm the type of cat that wanted Mr. T to whoop on Rocky
Don't let me put on a leather jacket
I'd have
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