Repossed I'm under, I am nowhere A solitary way Huge success you never gave away What if I were high What if you were evil What if I were high What if
we dont share so take that princess? we dont share so take that princess? you best know that you's fucking with the best. high tops high drops of glee
yellow nigga He lived in the basement And he sell weed to the drug dealers Run around the hood n now you're mother fukin high [? ] Rather die than to
Y'all niggaz could get it Act like y'all don't know {rapping} In a world that's ice cold, blacks die slowly Cats snatch rollies, gats'll leave you holy
my glass up high, and I toast to the most high Since my B-day up to this day is close by Watchin over me, while Babylon scopin me From my mother's womb
: if the mother goes to sleep with you will you run and tell geraldo if the mother bears your children without tears without the usual costs of labor
That ain't what it all about (That ain't what it all about) Holy Mary, mercy me (Holy Mary, moly mary) Can't believe the things I see (Go on now, hee!) Mother
We?ll cut you down to size there is a woman burning at the center square raven black eyes and long let out hair screaming while cloaked vultures holier
: Ghost of Mother Lingering death Ghost on Mother's bed Black strands on the pillow Contour of her health Twisted face upon the head Ghost of perdition
: Ghost of Mother Lingering death Ghost on Mother's Bed Black strands on the pillow Contour of her health Twisted face upon the head Ghost of perdition
The blood flows Desecration of God's holy shrine Armageddon Hahahahahhahaha Pandamonium burns in the night The Hell spawn Celebrations at Sabbats galore Unite with mother
done carring my mother this train This Train done carring my mother,my mother,my father,my sister,and my brother. This Train done carring my mother this
thick dick yellow nigga he lived in the basement and he sell weed to the drug dealers run around the hood n now youre mother fukin high?? rather die than
shitting on all my ex's especially, ohohohoh I'm dumb high, dumb high, yeah throwing West side bitch I run my, so slow it down like I got my thumb high
ticket to the sky. (chorus) I've got my one way ticket to the sky And happy, oh, happy am I Walk with Jesus in the Holy Land Shake my, my dad and mother
gets mine But, yo, the kill, the fill with force fields and shields And holy steel, a nigga keep it real You know the deal, if the stakes ain't to high
like God just blessed me With two new brothers Cause' I look to the cross And I ask for proof of it To the father, to the son Holy spirit and the mother