m the shit (do you want me to do it?) You should come, hang wit me, basically (do you want me to do it?) Hold up, skip all the singin' lets go ride tonight
a scream I don?t know what you mean Your witchcraft?s all around me In your ragged pagan scene You tell me all the ways around my garden that you like
or end up chillin I take that shit serious like Jerome DeQuillan I'll burn you to a crisp, sucker back up off the toaster I'll make you sick like a Kenny
it, AdRock is pissed If you leave me in the room with your sister, I'm takin her clit You can bet if she gets wet The King AdRock will make her sweat
you fiends for 20 years Why would you fuck with anybody else, ha? That's why you're fucked up right now, ain't it? You need to get at me You know I got
laws saying you can't say what you want And you can't look at this and you can't look at that And you can't smoke this and you can't snort that And me
the face Of the picture, punchline figured out ahhh I get you No you dont nigga so why dont you go figure You seem confused anyway, pressure enough? You
that platinum shit you bought? Nigga, fuck you thought, it ain't my fault Keep the wrist rocky, attitude cocky Next time you see me, address me like "
you wonder why im sick when I see this shit and I say exactly what I think That's some nasty shit and you don't ban it But you ban computer games, Summat
' clean shine with a diamond gleam step above where the players be don't hate me one is where they rate me lately you could find me behind the door marked
into me, besides you (Oops!) You're like a rush, you're like a drug, it's just the sight of you I like to think that I could kick you but it's what you
in the building Let's go, the world ends tonight Have a drink with me and let's make tonight go down In history, in history, yeah Let's play make believe
just get right Young Money, Cash Money in the building lets go the World ends tonight have a drink with me And lets make tonight go down In history.. in history yeahh lets make
I take you anyways, Would you come with me, baby? And if I was a sick man, I'd never meant to be, Would you love me anyways, And would you marry me?
talk 'cause I'm listenin' Fuck 'round and end up missin', if you curious No weed or no vodka, my soul will make me pop ya Don't make me have to milk
pass laws saying you can't say what you want And you can't look at this and you can't look at that And you can't smoke this and you can't snort that
that made me sick There it was, sex with your parents Now these old fucks can bend it all they want You can't smoke this, you can't snort that You can
purse and get together Because now you gots to ride out bitch Oh 'Cris, can you do it again? That's what they askin' me Hit skins, causin' catastrophes Get pinned, by me