/ why you mid evil like/ knights in armor and dragons and chathedrals/ i be smokin i be smokin / weed in my system no joke bitch / im not a comedian r.i.p
HOOK muse girl will you be my muse muse girl you are my muse muse girl the muse is you muse yeah girl the muse is you first verse this is for my fly
zeah the it kid this for the ladys hook shorty thick and her stomach flat got a curve in her back and her face flawless damn shorty you the shit 4x
kiss, a Kiss, a kiss I want a kiss, a Kiss, a kiss [Verse 1: Royce] Uh, Nickle nine a nigga twitter beefin' first rapper that shot a fan Gucci's my absolute
street Little did you know there'd be an all-out brawl soon as you heard this beat Emergency personnel rush to the murder scene, but it's too late It's absolute
like trash canisters Hollow points into your battle troops, when I have to shoot Plus I'll be storin' the cap for you, and trick be absolute [MC Mack
like trash canisters Hollow points into your battle troops, when i have to shoot Plus i'll be storin' the cap for you, and trick be absolute [mc mack
your grill Keep it trill, this the south baby, Texas and GA T.I. reppin' for Bankhead, I'm reppin' for P.A. (for P.A.) Now pop ya trunk, get it crunk,
and me, the sky's blue and they rags Toe-tags and body bags, y'all feel me? Is it too real G? Brothers say drop some heat T Absolutely, everything is
hang with dis [Hook 4x: Benzino] Blood, slugs, murder, jail Pussy, drugs, power, bail [Prodigy] Nigga, I throw you in the shark cage - straight Mobb nigga And nigga P
would measure the success of a night by the way, by the way I By the amount of piss and seed I could exude Over the columns that nestled the P.A. Some
do I feel about my band of brothers Friends for life we understand each other May be the best thing that happened to me Swollen Members When we met, started rappin' with P
the drum And the bass if you can deal with a mother fuckin' gun in your face I can't get with it, record labels and the industry is sick with it P.D.'
is When you're surfin' 40 footers You don't need no tricks Future's lookin' brighter Every beer that I pour in me Even this I have to say With absolute
Ladies and gentlemen T.I.P., aye Fre-fre-fresh I know a lot of y'all niggaz out there Man who ain't up on this down South shit Probably wonderin' what
pluck polar bear winter on my side Sitting on the swine - alligator punch-line Super stitch in my leather - pockets full of cheddar Smoke sticky, icky, icky, icky We drank absolute
of the street Little did you know there'd be an all-out brawl soon as you heard this beat Emergency personnel rush to the murder scene, but its too late It's absolute
