down the middle One side was black and the other one white And they both understood so little That they spent their whole lives tryin' 2 tell each other
to pray to Jesus why the **** you think I never used to eat Malteaser?s I slag you off now and don?t feel bad about it afterwards just like all the other
you're in town Someone to calm you and confirm you Well, I'm here... ...to let you down 'Cause outside these sexy cars And far from my trendy bars Behind
a venacular foot so far up in ya ass You won't be able to pass verbal gas So far in ya ass that one of my knees will rise so far above ya head And you
that shit I stick a venacular foot so far up in ya ass You won't be able to pass verbal gas So far in ya ass that one of my knees will rise so far above
come with umbrellas Cutting off our phones, ignoring important texts and email messages Say I do it big, I can't do it less than this Them other niggas
a way to vent all my frustrations and all my pain - completely opened all my Four Doors Of Doom and I found myself going to the mirror for counsel less and less
have wanted to stop time Sleepers passing by If you and I had been even less Than these disenfranchised minds We would have looked the other way As we passed each other
you can't trust a bitch far as you can smell em' you better lick that stamp and mail em' Back over there to the other fella I care less (like i 'pose
quick, that's how you handle the dick It's unlike no other, she a bad motherfucker But I'm too strong to let a hoe undercover Make me look fucked up ?cause unlike those others
and sin is thin But I walk it with grace and I talk it with taste I am that raw, simply put and I rest my case It's elementary, yet far more than resources
, really, so, so much? I'm just kiddin'! You know I feel the same, she giggles When she kisses me Like, I love it when she with me! Make them other girls
mind to it, you might get far No need to be a player or a superstar She ain't trippin on you she'd rather fuck your car She could care less about a real
, I'ma tell ya, you can't trust a bitch Far as you can smell 'em You betta lick that stamp and mail 'em Back over there to that other fella I care less
just mean that my heart is lyin' No matter what you ask me, I'm givin' you Bubba Kay Just the truth of the matter okay? Fuck what you say Nuttin' more nuttin' less
sea to stretch out so that we could disappear Into the endlessness of blue, into the horror of the truth You see we are far less than we knew, yeah, we are far less
, for six weeks to boot It was a trip to note, that we was the first ones to do it In rap music, but it was a feat none the less So we started gettin'