Lyrics:
on my original hoe
Turn off the lights and I still make her glow
You ain't nothing, you just part of the show
So take a seat, the weakest link, you've
on this one
We gon throw this back for P-A T
And DJ Screw mafio and Gator
It's finna go down round here
You know we just getting started
Asshole By Nature
spider eye
7G's on Mary Jane, now she's riding high
Seventy champagne bottles, now we're off to the moon
Woman I wonder if that cartoon version is true?
virgin
My version
Turn up on ten
Tweak twerk on a Benz
Freak freak for the mans
One life one life
So fuck it
Red light red light
I'm running
Shots fired
when we hit next when I'm dispersing
Cursing me like ham 'cause I'm original when you're like the King James version
You need a surgeon to put you
homie
Turn your hazard lights on when you see them hoes (Drive slow homie)
If you ridin around the city with nowhere to go (Drive slow homie)
Live
to run
(room light suddenly turn off and pumkin light become the room light)
(billy wants to run but beekaboo stop him)
BEEKABOO: It can be very fun. It
pace
The only way into life
Is intent to always move ahead one step at a time...
Turn away into life
Walk ahead to a light
I know there is no other way
I shapeshift
I shapeshift to a spliff
Light myself up
Ignite the mic and felt up
Your butter shit get melt up
Your mic is falling on
Needs to be
guts off the floor
Enjoy your five long nights
Keep an eye on the time and
A light by your side
I know you're frightened by the
Thought of what's inside
Catch him at the red light
Turn him to a dead guy
Talking down on the gang
Then we spinning every night
Shorty if the head right
Come and give me
immigrant
Put up your hands you know what I'm sayin'?
I'ma start this shit off like this, this time around
H-to-the-A-to-the-I-to-the-T-to-the-I
Live
of god-bodies held together by the supremacy of love and truth
All of us – an ancestry of light and shadow, epic in our own different ways
All of us – Influential
homie
Turn your hazard lights on when you see them hoes (Drive slow homie)
If you ridin around the city with nowhere to go (Drive slow homie)
Live
might feel the length get a stroke
Oh oh oh ohh
Original g I'm organic,
Chopping up niggas I turn em to salad
Nought to a hundred they say ama cannon
Yeah
Hahahaa
You feel it
Nah
Light it, turned on by a white bitch (Ya)
Side chick licks my dick like a high Levis
Fits around it, quite split (Ouff)
Even when the lights low, they can't turn my light off
Tell 'em turn the lights up, turn this to a light show
Tell 'em be my guest, I got next
the shit with a rusty screwdriver, BLAOWW!!
[I'll fuckin]
[I'll fuckin
I'll fuckin hang you by your fuckin dick
off a fuckin twelve sto-story building out
look, turn they eye away
Jealous in fact, tryin' to rip the capes off my back
I move with calm and potential through instrumentals
Y'all front
selfish and evil, lose without a chance
So take life by the hands and lead the dance
And kick the devil out whenever you have the chance
No, no, no, no
Yeah
Uh Uh Uh
Turn up
Yeah turn it back up
What what
What what
Aye aye
Listen uh okay
I aint worried bout nobody else (what what)
And I cant worry
fled
Went from sugar to sheet rock
Get your rocks, sweet licks turn sour
By the hour, over on tiger flower
If that light went on that meant go
Say
wanna get loaded
Sometimes I feel like I can't control my choices
And somethin' takes over and I can't turn off the voices
Sittin' with these thoughts,
the single off the joint that popped it all off
This my version of rigamortis I end em before the chorus
Hitting all of the chords undoubtedly invoking
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