I'm comin in through the front do' I ain't gotta use the window - let's go! Now please pass my passport because I'm it I got groupies with longer hair
, I'm swift and I shoot the presents In essence count your blessings I got a Wessun if you riff I'm a nigga with SOULLLLLLLLLL, my last name should be Smith-sonian I'm
I'm never rest to die, pack for real Canibus smell up in my gear, gimme Q-tips so I can clean my ear, hear, (what I'm gonna say), what I'm gonna say
here (I don't know what this is) I love you man (I'm not smoking this) Only thing I count on is you (Tito I want him, I don't want him) Tito just got
fire to heat the street up Abuse the track, and beat the beat up you know? You already know what I'm about homie I'm young I'm focused I'm just coming
right here (I don't know what this is) I love you man (I'm not smoking this) Only thing I count on is you (Tito I want him, I don't want him) Tito
I get bent It's possible that I'm mad, forget ? I'm blind, deaf, and mute To all you shit poppers, put your money where your mouth at I roll wit bank
kind her true lover I'll be him And around the ocean I'm willing to swim And around the ocean I'm willing to swim Oh dearest William you must play fair
echoes* I admit As a soldier, I've done a lot of shit To the so-called tough dude, I ain't mad at you But I wish I wouldn't of had to do the shit I had
best and I'll still get my shit off I'm like Simon so you'd better do what Simon Says I'm not Christopher Williams, but yo, I'm making promises My style
many times I wanna cum, twenty-one and another one, and another one, and another one 24 carot nigga, that's when I'm fuckin wit' the average nigga word to Shaft, brothers
Push me, don't, I'm close to the edge War, I keep falling but I'm laying on floor So deep, drowning but I'm not in water In Hell, inferno, inhale, breathe
So for the second time Skillz I need to shout at you my friend Cause that time of year has come around here again Plus a bunch of people round from my
Now... Here's to Uncle Sam and his goofy boy crew And if the dogs ???? I got a job for him too Cause I'm about tired of the dopeman's brew Makin crack
of our Father Now I?m the first to say I don?t know what I?m doin? And I ain?t gonna preach what I don?t know I ain?t no deep theologer, no PhD psychologer
the number one one one [9th Prince:] Yo, yo Verbally I'm a beast released to the streets Spit on the cross, choke the reverend Fuck it I'm a kill the
head, and yeah I think I look good Should I be the one, to break the bad news? Snooze when I'm tired, not when I'm hype, your type Yo I just came off