some heaven in my head I think I'm starting to lose it I think I'm starting to lose it I think I'm starting to lose it Chaos is on the perch I got
head I think I'm starting to lose it (x6) Chaos is on the perch I got some Heaven in my head Pathos is a starting to hurt I got some Heaven in my head
Tradução: Frank Negro. Creo que estoy empezando a perder.
capiche? Everybody gettin cream no one considered them leech Think about it now, thats damn near one-point-five I kill 'em all I'll be set for life, Frank
? Everybody gettin' cream no one considered them leech Think about it now, that's damn near one-point-five I kill 'em all I'll be set for life, Frank
Hey, what it is pimpin' Slim Thug and T.I.P. doing it B.I.G with B.I.G Ya'll understand what I'm sayin', hey PSC pimpin', ya'll already know what it is
Frank that is From San Francis And I Got More Banana Clips Then Chimpanzees 1o Addresses And I Dresses, Like I Thinks I'm The Mothafuckin Best There Is And I'm
I Pop A Beat And Start Rollin And Then I Smoke It Like A Mothafuckin Stogie Peep How I Wrote It, I Was Rappin To The Think Think Think Think... Fuck
ping-pong enthusiast I played golf today, 18 holes I played golf, wooo I did pretty good too, I think you would have been very proud of me Four. Five. Six Seven I
Chimpanzees 1o Addresses And I Dresses, Like I Thinks I'm The Mothaf**kin Best There Is And I'm About To Bubble And She Catch That Fizz And I'm Straight
apiece, capiche? Everybody gettin cream no one considered them leech Think about it now, thats damn near one-point-five I kill 'em all I'll be set for life, Frank
1o Addresses And I Dresses, Like I Thinks I'm The Mothafuckin Best There Is And I'm About To Bubble And She Catch That Fizz And I'm Straight From Clayborne
apiece, capiche? Everybody gettin cream no one considered them leech Think about it now, thats damn near one point five I kill em all I'll be set for life Frank
me if I'm wrong, I'm like moonshine Take a sip of my rhyme and I take over your mind Cause I don't think like the average thinker Call me the nightstalker
drink Now correct me if I'm wrong, I'm like moonshine Take a sip of my rhyme and I take over your mind 'Cause I don't think like the average thinker
likely to succeed One day rolling up the cut I seen this fiend, pants all in her butt I'm thinking to myself that's a shame I stopped at the light she
