diaper For a heart of gold I would cross the ocean low On and on I go without a simple glass of water no The wrinkles on my face carrying my every case On
the show like the astronomy And how we keep on breaking through is an anomaly Because we keep remaining true without apology The mission ha to carry through
I yelled out (biatch) I go on and on Baby girl skills on the level of porn A freaky tail that I met out on tour Mamma was there like lean on horn Short
I smoke la like ??? it got me boomin like bad-a-bing Rap, don't gotta sing 'cause I get my hum on Actually I get hummed on Hoes tongues be on my dong
(featuring Stokley Williams) (*"lala, la, la, la, la" repeated in the background throughout the song*) [Intro - Brother Ali - talking] Yeah, yeah,
fuckin ass ain't nobody ever jack me, see [Chorus - Brother Ali] - 2X - ("you's" replaced by "you" the second time) You's a bad motherfucker man On the
few more words before we, before we get on outta here [clears throat] When I was young you couldn't tear me away from the stereo And used to carry one
him walk but kept him on a short leash Here he stand now seventeen year old man child Ain't ask nobody for a mother fucking hand out He trying to carry heaven on
(feat. The Game) Pardon my gang affil, But you're stepping on a rod in the danger field Weezy Baby, how do the Manger feel? Respect my aim because I
side With nice ties on a rise so they sitting me high And the rims born in '79 Weezy carry the nine glocks Slipping they gon have to get six niggaz name called carry
without trying Believe me pain's a small thing to a giant I was born without a dime Out tha gutta I climbed Spoke my mind And didnt stutter one time Ali
Protecting their innocence Bless them all 'cos their simple soul is so pure and wonderful. Va' pensiero sull'ali dorate Let this beautiful dream carry on
[feat. Lil Wayne] [Lil Wayne:] Pardon my gang affil, But you're stepping on a rod in the danger field Weezy Baby, how do the Manger feel? Respect my
(feat. Lil Wayne) [Lil Wayne] Pardon my gang affil, But you're stepping on a rod in the danger field Weezy Baby, how do the Manger feel? Respect my aim
(feat. Lil Wayne) Pardon my gang affil, But you're stepping on a rod in the danger field Weezy Baby, how do the Manger feel? Respect my aim because I
speak Chinese, ching chong get off the ding dong Knock your ass over the tables like little ping pongs You got balls? Bring 'em on I smash 'em with a spiked bat like Raekwon with Cuban Linx on
alive, protecting their innocence. Bless them all, their simple soul so pure and so wonderful. Va, pensiero, sull'ali dorate Let this beautiful dream carry on
H N I C I'm great like Ali but try me and you will get a IV Or ya picture on the obituary R.I.P. Barry Adrien Reese is on my ID So that explains why the