Letras:
Mast X

Простая история без начала и конца Всегда одно и тоже повторяется Простая история сливаются тела В одном и том же месте взлетаю в небеса Мы сидим с тобой

Not alotta shit left to break inside the mind of acid whore Swallowing your sister's nightstand might cover up the clogging pores The sound of master

A your youth you know! Wew! [Chorus] For the master has come back Gong the originally Run for the grand finale mi inna mi Clarky-Wally For the master

welcome to the enterprise Hop in the spaceship and fly fly away Past the clouds where marvin gay and 2pac stay You never wanna come back like jam master

'm not a slave don't take no abuse Get loose, ever since you got that truth You and God got a truce, set aside for His use Get loose (Get loose) Repeat 8X

flip when I call her bitch like she Queen Latifah (haha) Now all the vehicles is long enough to stash the streetsweeper (yeah) This shit gon' get uglier than the Master

sky, the sky. 'Cause we flyin' above the haters!... Oooh!... 'Cause we flyin' above the skyscrapers! [Layzie Bone:] They done gave me my wings! Let's fly, high, high, high, high! [X

: It's all Mo Thug, It's all Mo, Mo Thug [2x] [Lazy] Oh well, if ya snooze ya loose Stop bringin that pistol and fetch ya, Shoot it and catch ya, shit

x] (Ghetto Cowboy) You better count yo' money [2x] (Ghetto Cowboy) You better count yo' money [2x] (Ghetto Cowboy) You better count yo' money [2x] (