you can bury yourself in the flag when you die for your homeland. and you can think that one's sexual preferance decide's whether or not he's a man.
a nigga O.D. Cash Rule Everything Around Me I'm YSL, Versace You could see me in that Porsche GT Comin' down Sunset sittin' on D's Feelin' like 'Pac,
really don't wanna hurt nobody; just kill off Illuminati Fuck the D-E-A and the F-B-I I-R-S can kiss my ass, U-C-P-D, F-C-C Y'all better quit too 'fore
for my bunghole And it's cool if you let one go Nobody's gonna know, who'd hear it? Give a little "poot poot", it's OK! [Fart Sound] Oops my cd just skipped
Superman Your Superman, your Superman... [Verse 2] Don't get me wrong, I love these ho's It's no secret, everybody knows Yeah we fucked, bitch so what, that's
Mama that said I killed her man Well I guess I got the dagger back It's the Roc bastards we are BACK! In the heezy Jiggaman, B. Sieg to M-Easy (what up
was on Thorazine How we floss and don't give a fuck what it's cost-ing [Beanie Sigel] Yo, yo, pressure bust pipes, it's time to apply it now Pick out
the B.E.A.T. Get ready to ignite You are such a P.Y.T. Catching all the lights Just easy as A.B.C. That's how you make it right ([Michael Jackson] Billie
the b*tchin' I was about the livin' Man niggas mad at me, must be actin feminine I don't five a f*ck niggas talkin' about let's get it in. If you're
on the guitar And see you, you with that bullshit that's leighway to the do' Only to cut off the lights, g'night [Baby] Look, it's Sunday, we in the
-L, I keep a bird in the P-O-T M-I-A! I'm The Mayor on my J-O-B You OD'd, O-Z's on the C-O-D Bink in VA, drinking V8 Squeek-kays got me ready to sneak
hard (He hit me) my God, sometimes I'd fall Mama asked what happened to me And I'd take up for him She said that devil's a liar And pray get rid of him
: Chorus: If Eye was the man in your life Eye'd make U happy Eye'd treat U right Eye'd buy U flowers every single day Eye'd Give U power Eye'd
dank, it's a family affair It's a family affair, it's a family affair Candy paint, sweets and dank, it's a family affair [Bun B] Port Arthur, Texas represented
and free Keep Ireland for the Irish Put the English back to sea Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day Well it's always bloody Sunday In the
I walked across the street An' caught the Sunday smell of someone's fried chicken And it took me back to somethin' That I'd lost somewhere, somehow along the way On the Sunday
And out of towners get got like everyday And a gangsta's a gangsta in every way Sittin on twenty-two's, that's what long money do Now the Don's on it,