Lyrics:
Ah-ah, I never saw so many people tonight
I mean y'all all got it crowded up in here and that's good
I'm glad that y'all givin' it up for him,
Me and my dogs we in the henhouse My life be so rich, I think its a penthouse
I'm high as fuck, I live in a pen-house
We be dem death boys, Welcome
to live
Is only five minutes out from the guys on the strip
Where man make ye' work, heard he's a soldier
I know that nigga hasn't got balls like Grey
key and lock
Is to keep it safe at night from
Naughty Mr fox
Somewhere down the road there’s a factory farm
Where chickens live in cages
In over
I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up
Every day I’m blacked out
When I’m around the house my bitch she always got her ass out
Always got her ass out
Did it by myself and I ain’t
sealed
In a de old avengers starred steed and Mrs Peel
Who Robbie Box that gambler on the programme Big Deal
This one is live and direct so you
[Hook]
Yea
This is the Coon
I'm with my man Mr. Trice
Def entertainment bout to take over this shit
Is yall mutha fuckers ready
Once again, is yall
look back, keep on running"
Blood on your teeth tells me you fell off a trampoline
Blinded by the spell of Mr. Rage and his tambourine
And as you fell
Who lives in a house like this?
Who lives in a house like this?
In number 69 there lives a transvestite
He's a man by day but he's a woman
Who lives in a house like this?
Who lives in a house like this?
In number 69 there lives a transvestite
He's a man by day
But he's a woman at night
she spell it out
I'm really from the bottom
Where nobody make it out
Yea don't slip on the drip
Mr smoke it by the zip
Mr take you on trip
Swear y'all
if you can lend an opinion before you link one
Just my thought of good humanity
Mr. Sharpton, hold on I ain't finished with you man
Na f*** that
if you can lend an opinion before you link one
Just my thought of good humanity
Mr. Sharpton, hold on I ain't finished with you man
Na f*** that
with you man
Na fuck that shit Mhm hold on, um,
Mr. sharp ton and anyone like you, you don't know me
So if your not going to try to then what you say
owner? I'm a real live man
You a persona, now I'm a goner
Call my momma, and the coroner
Mr. Gun Man, your plan is workin'
'Cause niggaz is dyin'
Mr. Pain is back
So get them thangs out you betta lock up ya house
And tell the cops they let the animals out
Break bread nigga
[Verse 2]
You niggaz
by 4 too
Huh, ever see it? 16, 12, and 6. Yea
Hey Jerry, what song is that? Live. What's that? Um
Only one here, go for it. How about there's a house
Yo, you ready by there?
All right, One Shot Deal Productions
Bring it to ya live straight from South Jamaica, Queens
LB FAM
YouknowhatI'msayin?
Mrs. Johnson's in the kitchen
Cookin' up a tv dinner for the Mister
And uptown there's a couple havin' sushi
Served up by their favorite waiter
While
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#Chorus by Pzho: uzibukele
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
and still,
And the spirits speak of secrets
In the house upon the hill.
MRS. MEDLOCK:
He's a hunchback, you see.
And a sour young man he was,
and got no good
face no more
And why I can't seem to live without her
And if I pray could He send her back to me one day
Cause Heaven too crowded, everytime I think
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