bo bo bo" There was a time that a man could go Anyplace, anywhere without a Rambo But now me have to keep me pistol loaded with rhyme Have to deal with
, swing twice, stab screwy, ooey Chewy, dewy, gooey, slop It all starts with a quick chop, drop Pumpkin rolls on the floor Almost out the front door (oh we can't have
twice, stab screwy, ooey Chewy, dewy, gooey, slop It all starts with a quick chop, drop Pumpkin rolls on the floor Almost out the front door (oh we can't have
had a dealer knock off joints, Julie's jackin' With the drop-off point (Yo, what the deal, nigga?) You backed out, I fuckin' witnessed it And have partners have
Then you entered the confetti hell gate On the pee floor bloody towels on sculptures Machine gun suitcases, for all you niggaz with 2 faces Mass murder, should have
Hey young world wanna hear a story? Close your eyes and you could pretend you're me A cut from the cloth of the Kennedy's Frank Sinatra having dinner
feel rhythmatic I rock steady Regardless of the pussy you can have it I'm not petty It's plain, never meant for the heart but the brain Depart from the
hear the boom but you see the spark And I seen the part of your head which used to be your face Was replaced by nothin' for bluffin', what a waste Niggaz wanna see me taste
tech, who want it? Diamonds, I flaunt it, chickenheads flock, I lace 'em Fried broiled with basil, taste 'em, crack the legs Way out of formation, it's horizontal how I have
You can touch it, smell it, taste it so sweet But it makes no difference 'cause it knocks you off your feet You want it all but you can't have it It'
turn of the earth this story takes its place Upon the summer shores of nowhere the place that he makes His home he returns alone from a long day Having
I'm phoning a cab 'Cause my stomach feels small There's a taste in my mouth And it's no taste at all It could have been me Oh yeah, it could have been
I have lived a thousand lives or more Stolen broken hearts behind closed doors Seen the Seven Wonders of the World And everywhere I go your name is in
mean? When you feel your soul drop to the floor Like a hole, like an open bleeding sore Then you'll have bled like I bled Then you'll have wept as I'
I'm twenty six years old, please tell me what have I got A monopoly or misery, I guess that's my lot Ten years of eating bullshit leaves, it's taste in
it today and I couldn't help but sing along 'Cause every time I hear that song An' I go back to the smell of an old gym floor The taste of salt on the
It bathes my skin, I'm stained of you And all I have to do is hold you There's a racing within my heart And I am barely touching you Turn the lights