driving me out of my mind.... I'm talking about sweet satisfaction, I'm ready an' willing.... Sweet satisfaction....I'm ready an' willing.... I get this crazy feeling Inside my soul, And
a latin king Cause if your left with the Aryans your ass will sting And your cell mate is a 25 to lifer They will stab you then ??? then fuck you on Rikers And
a latin king Cuz if your left with the Aryans your ass will sting And your cell mate is a 25 to lifer They will stab you then ??? then fuck you on Rikers And
they will come all the way from sweden, they will come all the way from france my brother will bless the wine and my sister will bake a cake when the water gets cold and
And then I'll send out invitation to my family and friends They will come all the way from Sweden, they will come all the way from France My brother will bless the wine, and
side, I think Obama provides Hope - and challenges minds Of all races and colours to erase the hate And try and love one another, so many political snakes
class, Upper class, High class, all dat, Cats, snakes, chickens, ducks, Elderly people and twerkers Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya rump, Put
Fighting the will, whole Universe Why does a man driving a hearse Live in fear, Gift and a Curse Taking ?em out, taking ?em all, Shooting the wall, over and
rare niggas And I race scared niggas, them snake head niggas That take care of niggas who don't break bread with us Niggas make dead niggas and hate black
and dilly's, ready to slam it House arrest box is goin off, Tony got grams Gotta bath tub full of white, lay in it like sand Montana Tone about to blow
worth When it's ready to blow up, they gone leave this World and go on to Mars Leave us torn and everybody up will be reachin' for stars Why my people
Bee And read the article that Dan McGrath wrote about me He has his own opinion and it's his job to write it I say he's being biased and completly one
hit my first lick, must've been the seventh grade I came up on a chunk, I bought a coat and pair of J's And I aint feel bad about it, on the block it
I hit my first lick, musta been the seventh grade I came up on a chunk, I bought a coat and pair of J's And I aint feel bad about it, on the block it
tools of the trade and I want rings with jewels and jus bade and I wanna go Spain in the pool with the babes sip drinks in the cool and the shade so
rare niggas And I race scared niggas, them snake head niggas That take care of niggas who don't break bread with us Niggas make dead niggas and hate
