guns like Caddy trunks, keep a spare You see the lump under the Iceberg fleece and gear And when the beef cook, I'ma put the piece to your head And if
tint But why the radio so loud? Too much spent Never be a Bush man, too Bill Clint' Both country boys, and if the head right, E.I. Head for my residency
you're tasting what I gave ya Seeping through the cellar cause I be the freak of nature With, the images that I hold in my head I be the kid from the
there's nothing in the way to stop me Heading for the light Now there's nothing in the way to stop me Heading for the light Heading for the light Heading
I had to get em early so I spent mo' cake on them Look I'm tryin to keep it up like a one minute man While Ali on the Kawasaki two head bands Jewelry
I spent more cake on dem (big boy) [Murphy Lee] Look I'm tryin to keep it up like a one minute man (Big boy) while Ali on the Kawasaki two head bands
tell, too much tint But why the radio so loud? Too much spent Never be a Bush man, too Bill Clint' Both country boys, and if the head right, EI Head
keep MCs sufferin', beggin' for big, heavy bags of Bufferin. Baseball battin' 'em, splattin' 'em, so many homicide records, my cases went platinum. D'Shawn is nice; known for givin' out head
flavor, you're tasting what I gave ya Seeping through the cellar cause I be the freak of nature With, the images that I hold in my head I be the kid from
Let's go, Shyne, pro, bust pipes get right Bang, stop, roll 'head throw the dice White Air Force Ones, monies in rubber bands America's number one dope
m a straight rider You don't wanna fuck with me (*talking*) Uh yeah what, PJ uh what Boss Hogg Outlawz what, here I go uh [PJ] PJ bitch, better ask somebody Busting heads
wobble it and I'ma gobble it I see you moving your head to head bobbling We can cradle the bed, I'm straight rocking it The girls say my head like the head
the top of ya Fords You will, die by the gun if you ain't droppin' ya sword I got tattoos as well as lead marks To me fucking is kinda like racin' and I always get a head
we live alone what we living for is critical Someone give some hope thats breath for our living souls Even if your physical can't breathe stand up and lead Me and my band
miniature windows and doors! HORTON No smaller town than yours (The WHO MARCHING BAND enters.) WHOS We've got a marching band That is small but grand Oh, you ought to hear them wail! (The BAND
listen to the sound of the underground your ears start to deafen your head begins to pound the crowd starts to move as the earth begins to quake your
