get back or get capped, the back slap, a late flap Swingle's the cheater when them thangs come in screechin in the dark I want my snija when you singin
your track up the tightest And Dr. Jeezy can fix your back up the nicest Arthritis in my hand from writing But I?ma doctor they don't understand my writing
Pointer sisters, who could join the wizard? Talkin' outta place, I pick the knife up and cut the tongue Right outta your mouth and fuck your life up This for my
, got stung like a horse Don't make fun of my posse 'cause each man is a boss When his only damn way to pull a jam out the crate One time for your mind
sit and contemplate about the fate of my kids If I die is the state gon snatch up my kids? City life, no choice but to live by the knife Put food on
some mo' cocaine in the back of the ride, bitch! Cocaine in the back of the ride Cocaine in the back of the ride Cocaine in the back of the ride Cocaine in the back
your dad is an addict, Your friend takes pills He thinks it cures sadness, I'm not here to attack Or make you kids panic, But it's just tragic The way
have a gun , I use this knife of mine If not I execute u with my {mic} divine Let it be known that I do my thing Since way back {?????????} To this day
your wrong cause in the ghetto, snitches dont live long so Ima mind my own and keep stiffing and dont ask me about no motherfuckin murder weapon my kids
what they say I can't do right, I always go the other way They can't reach me, I refuse to reason I am lost in my wicked mind and it's killing season
if they knew they would never give us our bus back. when paul winked at jim and I on his way in, we went into action. I stole off to my room to prepare
like your living. Your heart's warm and kind. Your mind is your own. Our blood-spattered criminal is inscrutable; don't worry, he won't rise up behind your
yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I gots to get up Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up I been through mad different phases like Masons To find my way
felt the hairs givin' way on myself, and then I make a little kind of oven mitt with what I could put back together. How's your spike now? Brilliant
it cuts like a knife Not even Obi-Wan can save the yodel of life Your name is Bob, you're my heart-throb I lost my job when I got fired by a guy named
back off Support cats that jack the car seats and tear ya scalp off Soldiers of merits, inherited for way back Cyanide in bullets, so I should follow my
I'm like the sergeant Or general but let me keep this minimal I used to hang with kids who like to live trife with a knife Cutting kids for fun and pulling
through that park one night Whether your skin is black or white And you feel that particular pressure on the back of your head And the hairs on the back of your