my mum and dad You ain't the king and queen. My teachers never liked me, said I had a nasty mind Always gave me extra work and made me stay behind They picked
a shame Killin' has became a fame I cannot see my brains layin On the ground I keep my 9 on my waistline Chop 'em down Picks up the shells to leave no
a shame Killin' has became a fame I cannot see my brains layin On the ground I keep my 9 on my waistline Chop 'em down Picks up the shells could leave
West with my hand go and get me some break em off with my pump I gots to come through and I gots to get dumb boys steady swervin pickin em up at Sterling
man The bright lights keep flashing, the women keep on dancing With the clowns, they pick me up when I'm down The Rodeo Clowns, they pick me up when
A clean up woman is a woman who Gets all the love we girls leave behind. The reason I know so much about her Is because she picked up a man of mine. Jumpin
, cramped day away And the smell of thirty thousand pounds of bananas Yes the smell of thirty thousand pounds of bananas He was picking speed as the
battle That didn't mean nothing Except to the few that remained You see a couple hundred slants Had trapped the other five tanks And had started to pick
things get messy when it hits the fan But I'll be there just to help you to the very end I can be your Mister Clean, just wipe them tears Sweep away
-town hit man I'll make ya shit man Pay my stick man to do my dirt I'm filthy rich man My thugs always hang around the top dog of all dogs Make em pick
P-Town hit man I'll make ya shit man Pay my stick man to do my dirt I'm filthy rich man My thugs always hang around the top dog of all dogs Make 'em pick
me for?" Yeah but it all comes back that's why I named my daughter Karma Who's teaching me the lesson of life and making me smarter I sweep her off her
all about the trill, bitch you ain't what this about, about When you see me on the street, nigga don't say shit Blowin' big on the sweep, nigga don't
I do Nothing matters But knowing nothing matters It's just life So keep dancing through... Dancing through life Swaying and sweeping And always keeping
all in spades There was no time to be afraid And overhead the bats were picking fruit As we commerced in our birthday suits The palm tree broom was sweeping
[Chorus: Beyond (Slug)] Beyond and Slug got the shit you love So go to your tape store and pick up the dub It's the barge baby (you can touch it if you
you to Fxxk Off? What if there's no army to stop a big invasion? Who'd clean the bogs and sweep the floors? We'd have all immigration. Who'd pull the
s rust Fear loose screws like us that known too much Confused by the news stay glued to the streets Survival sources emergency forces Sweep thru to treat