One, two, three, four, two, two, three, four Oh, the shark, babe, has such teeth, dear And it shows them pearly white Just a jackknife has old [Incomprehensible
scramble, ma No gal can cook shrimp better than ma I had a gal ain't know what b*** or n*** After this I'ma drop ahead of my time The two thangs that
Well, I had two weeks of vacation time coming After working all year down at 'Big Roy's Heating And Plumbing' So one night when my family and I were gathered
know I just called to see what you's doing What you turn today? Nineteen? No I am turning ten, Daddy Nah you turning what thirty-two Thirty-two, you thirty-two
-automatic calicos, brr! Reload, explode Let it be told, I'm from Holly Grove, what? (2 minutes left) Look, look, look, plenty got diamonds in my Rolex Two karats on my finger, ten
can't break up this home You can say what you want This is my man, get your own After all these years I spent, must have been close to ten You can't
piece, nigga decease May you rest in peace With my Sycamore style, more sicker than yours Four, four, and fifty four draw As my pilot, steers my Leer Yes
I was like ten Crept up in the neighbor's yard, yeah, bein' hard headed You told me I would get it, you said it And boy did I get it but after you spanked
your seats and lets get ill one for the money, two for the all the rest my crew from the west is through with all the mess yes, you rocking with the
me" "Give God the first portion of your income" "Give it first, not after the deducts Not after the social security" And the hospitalization, and the malnutrition Not after
fucked my boy, I don't give a fuck {After years of endless attempts, ICP received almost no radio play Finally the two dim witted idiots Decided to stay
supposed to say the same word twice. This track consists of two shiritori matches: the first one features maki-chan and the two kids from ugo-ugo lhuga
sick to my stomach, lost a two and had a baby You don't grind, you be lying, she'll be castrated, Lorena Bobitt maybe Tomb after tomb Boom, boom after
Hustler kill on his momma, before he short me Shoot him in his heart then go take it to heart, see gon' mob me Ghetto red hot, seventeen ward block Yes
a silly goat. But you take two minks, add two minks, Aaahh, you got uh, one mink coat. When a girl gets coy in front of a boy After three or four dances
the real tag-team here The one-two-three dance, now it's all clear Did we taunt, pomp, stomp, romp? Open up a pre-school to babysit the competition Yes
, I let my nuts hang And of course I'ma Inglewood swang, off the top fuck cops Rollin' through the hood in an ol' school drop Six fo's, pimp those hoes after
or two or you just passin through True true, and we just passed the truth Passin through the streets of the murder capital Where you think ya own brothers after