, we'll be boys We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys The clowns of death are marching on their hideous
: Yeah, yeh, uhm, hey, I eat it like dinner You see this shit I gotta deal with from these beginners? I ain't circusin' around with these clown ass n
hide a smile, I wear a frown Always wanting to play the clown I make my plan, I lose a chance As I perform a long death dance Life or death, it's all
gangsta (Try to run up on the guy, that send your legs to your mom) And we still got kilos of coke (Ruff Ryders to the death, ride or die nigga we know
: (feat. Sky) [19 second instrumental to open] [Sky] Who's hot, who's not; I been the hottest thing on the West, ever since the death of Tupac Kept
So many follow but can't reach me Caught in a maze Catch em, mimicking my style trying to walk this way Impossible my posse dropping you, we Death
for you (What ya gonna do) Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you (What ya gonna do) [Verse 3: Tupac] Watch me clown Give me loving
, I'll roll up a nigga like its Heaven sent Tripping over dead presidents they got these derelicts I throw was down with this business Tryin' clown
representin the Bay Pac when you was locked down, that's when I'll be around Start climbing up the charts, so sick, but they tried to clown That's
problems ain't nobody calling back now what the fuck is happenin' with my ballin' cats Remember me I'm ya homie that was down to brawl Sippin' Hennessy hanging with the clowns
to play us I'm on a meal-ticket mission, want a mil', so I'm wishin Competition got me ripped, on that bullshit they stressin (boo-yaa!) I'ma rhyme though, clown
s time to throw down Yeah, right about now I'd like to turn over the mic to my man SA Martinez I am sly in the mix I am the mix master death and destructor
retire my jersey) [Lloyd Banks] It's like niggas rate the respect of who gat bigger Banks been blowin' on purple stuff before that fat nigga Henny's make dollars, and dollars make death
who no longer exist Only wishin' we could bring them back with songs like dis Old flicks on us chillin' wit da old time click Holdin' nines, thoughts of death
in, what used to be the space age, future To acid droppin' hippies Now they run the country Drug smugglin' with my tax money Bomb makers, nuclear, death
damn night! Can we uh conversate for some hennesey straight Or we can boogy-oogy down Til' the morning light (Show your ride) Say lil' momma I usually don't clown
bullets representin the Bay Pac when you was locked down, that's when I'll be around Start climbing up the charts, so sick, but they tried to clown That
you go I'll shoot through your veins I'll drive you insane I'll poison your breath And I'll love you to death So you be the Joker And I'll be the Clown
