and ripped Pamela Lee's tits off And smacked her so hard I knocked her clothes backwards like Kris Kross I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my
off and ripped Pamela Lee's tits off And smacked her so hard I knocked her clothes backwards like Kris Kross I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on
you sitting in the corner crying And now it's my fault my fault [Eminem] I went to John's rave with Ron and Dave And met a new wave blonde babe with
off and ripped Pamela Lee's lips off Kissed em and said, "I ain't know silicone was 'sposed to be this soft" I'm bout to pass out and crash, and fall
to watchin meeeeeeee...) She that Ultra Mag and OTAG Spray can sexy (Psss! Psss!) The colors got gang niggaz callin the truth (PSSSS!) Make a madman go chase the life And vacate his faith and
Frank] And five minutes from suicide, I biked it to the park I walked onto the block, met a guy, burgundy 'Preme snap-back Hurling himself and cars, and
muthafucking G.A. clay With a limp and a sway and I don't play Hoes keep asking pimp why the the same 'ol shoes? Bitch, I'm four pairs deep and I done
The kind that drop on your eyes, your ears, your nose, and your throat I promote self-defense not dollars and sense Kick it with scholars and pimps,
Daddy went to war, today He taught the fella's who's boss He's got loads of friends out there such as Chas, Dave and Ross Don't you know that I'm scared
't stand a chance Carl says hurry up and order it quick Dave gets out to chase that chick Dennis wonders what's under the hood A big chrome tach and
doesn't stand a chance Carl says hurry up and order it quick Dave gets out to chase that chick Dennis wonders what's under the hood A big chrome tach and
my life, fuck around and get killed Niggas always wanna ask if I'm Sean I'm like "chill, mind ya business" Give that man dap, and I'm gone Yo, see me
