Lyrics:
like "yo, N-Tyce, you hurtin me"
'cause I Bring Da Pain like open heart surgery
Stitch it up, squeeky voice, high pitch it up
You see me everyday, I'm
Where tie is tortured
Where suns and moons are pitch black
Where demons fear the darkness
Where cold is death
Mystic god
Unholy wars
No
stay behind the base and get ready for the pitch
Rappers mold their soul into plastic and get filthy rich
The ladder to paradise is infested with
And a record is broken by the arm of the law
And you and I as we skate, pitch or ride
We seek our adventures in the places we hide
The pendulum dances,
I'm a ping pong papa from Pitch Fork Prairie
You ought to see me strut
I'm a ding dong daddy
Got a whiz bang momma
She's a Bear Creek baby
Masked souls and blackest minds, mandrakes of the dark
Pitch and poison in their veins, they wear the evil's mark
Corruption, hate and deepest
Pinini reggae is gonna pitch you up
Pinini reggae is gonna keep you down
Pinini reggae is gonna spin you around
Pinini reggae is gonna bring you down
they know that you so sick
Sick hustle so swift, that I seen the track jip ships
Pitch-black bitch from fools that pop shit
Lock shit, like clamps
disaster,
Why won't you answer me?
And I know it can't be pretty,
What a preacher's got to do.
Pitch a slogan to a city,
And pretend you think it's
In the pitch of night they keep callin'
Feed and killing the man that was me
Showed my piece of mind, he keeps screamin'
Mother
With the light
and games 'til I put on that mask and switch
Ah, put on my kit, might get nicked for a corner, quick (free Black, free Black)
Ref, let me get on the pitch
to pitch in and support the cause
Hate my ways? That's a personal issue
Because you're thinking about me, put down the tissues (Ew!)
Why you still yapping
a slag
There's no reversing like a king
When it gets on top 'cause man, I'll pitch in
Three twos, you'll hold six when it hits him
Three eights will
started thievin me
Owwww
Aint a nigga out
That's nicer than the Biggavel
Quick to hit the L
Make you buy it
I can pitch the sale
I can flip the scale
Make
Is it the list and the sway, is it the roll and the pitch
The drunken Gulf of Mexico or the 7 year itch
I hear the mating calls of fireflies, some
qui vit
Tes nouveaux potes t'ont pompé l'âme puis ton biff
Y'a qu'les vrais qui savent c'qui s'trament derrière tous nos pitchs
Tu t'reconnais, poto,
In my most hopeless days
Lost in pitch black caves
There's waterfalls
And dripping stone walls
It's so perfect and amazing
So you may only
locker distant, simply prisoners
Ain't no politicin' with these cowards spittin' cowabunga
Steal your way they snitchin' but the way I pitch it
ay ay
Ay ay ay
Ay ay ay ay ay
Beau gosse
All the ladies love you
Fire water that's how much I love you
Pitch light
I can make you higher
Pitch black
I'm on the opposite side of the fence
Sneaking out for a kiss, yeah
Just to tell you I like you
There ain't nobody like you
Who
a ditch
All I need is a few pounds and a mound
I can pitch
Got a diva, got divas
Chocolate brown and she thick
Went to town with her lips
Southbound
Julio, rock rubies
Assorted color stones in the jewelry
Picture that
A nigga delegatin' with diplomats
Used to pitch nickel sacks
Now I can shit
polaroid
Days in the wilderness, lost in the emptiness
All my thoughts are clouded by the pitch black mourning of something long gone
A ghost without a name
just need a friend?
New day is comin’ now
New day is comin’ now
All the things you left undone
They go down with the sun
Pitch dark midnight T.V. zombie
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