image on? I'll will my throne away, to a virgin heir and Charlie's slave [Jonathon:] Murders, murders in the new morgue Murders, murders in the new morgue See old Charlie
they whore my image on? I'll will my throne away, to a virgin heir and Charlie's slave Murders, murders in the new morgue urders, murders in the new morgue See old Charlie
image on? I'll will my throne away, to a virgin heir and Charlie's slave Murders, murders in the new morgue murders, murders in the new morgue See old Charlie
they whore my image on? I'll will my throne away, to a virgin heir and Charlie's slave Murders, murders in the new morgue Murders, murders in the new morgue See old Charlie
, lookin' low Gonna scare you up and shoot you 'Cause Mr. Charlie told me so Gonna scare you up and shoot you Mr. Charlie told me, Mr. Charlie told me
Baby, we went last winter And the ground was covered with snow Yes, we went last winter, baby And the ground was covered with snow I didn't have no money
Some of my otherwise brilliant and productive friends (like scoundrels and their flags) take final refuge in character assasinations; hey ignore the issue
Backstage pass, lick stick tied on the right tit My hopes of gettin' licked, grab that ass and then hit Hit, hard movin' wall security will be knockin' While Evil E's rockin', charlie
a tornado, brainstorm I drop bombs, FLex, Napalm black and yellow, will pull up in your ghetto Giuseppe's when I step out, posted up in stilettos p-ssy
the way down to Baghdad Stabbing the p-ssy and jabbing like I'm Zab Judah And plummet her p-ssy with plungers like I'm Roto Rooter Beat the p-ssy til
, my, oh, my I'm Uncle Sam, that's who I am Been hidin' out in a rock and roll band Shake the hand that shook the hand Of P.T. Barnum and Charlie Chan
[Verse 1 - Fabolous] First off I'm a motherfuckin' G-E-N-E-R-A-L, word to the K shells In this chopper I will p-p-p-p-pop 'em, Make it sound like helicopters
me? (Yo) I'm tryin' to earn a million buck or two The ill MC step in (And who the fuck are you?) Doc start walkin' bumpin' M.O.P To catch a nigga gettin
is buttah The roughneck, green-eyed, funkdafied For those girls who cry my style's worldwide (word em up) I get Just-Ice, whenever I Bust This Even P
say this crew is scandalous Wanna charge us all for pimpin' and panderin' From the Mississippi Valley to the ATL to Chi town, Oakland These bitches will understand P
Eve, eviction notice" These rap videos gotta soon to be up and coming rappers thinkin cute knowin that we unrecouped E-Fonzarelli, P.K.A. Charlie Hustle