Sittin' here, thousand miles from nowhere People, I'm in my one room country little shack I'm sittin' here, thousand miles from nowhere People, I'm in
Come up! But I'm good at it. Pull out the needles, let me see if I can leave them tatted. I got that shit is selling homie ? habit. To avenues cuts alleyways
immediately 'Cause hot products cool down At which point they'll flock to new sounds Take fame intravenously But when nature turns to habit I?ll be
My axe is my buddy, I bring him when I walk Me and my axe will leave your head outlined in chalk My axe is my buddy, he always makes me laugh Me and
Coming from beneath the floor Suddenly I hear the sound Suddenly a door appears Steadily we climb again The walls close in around me. Old habits fade
the game Bad habits, bad habits die hard, yeah yeah Bad habits, bad habits die hard I know I got a lot of bad habits, bad habits die hard Everybody's got bad habits, bad habits
put a hit on you A eye for an eye nigga Survive the shots or die nigga You can't roll wit me I'm LLoyd Banks the one and only Not your buddy, not your
Weed, weed, what a relief Where will my eighth a day habit cease? This an agricultural service announcement You can treat it and you can douse it Let
Verse I Baby baby baby let me talk to you (Bee) im digging your attitude I got a real bad habit Maybe all the things you do to me Is causing my insanity
He drove off in his pickup truck To meet his buddies for a few more beers I said baby I'll come pick you up He never called so I waited here Til all my
can. You see, time after time, have I made up my mind, Should I be a vegeterian, or die, eat swine. Can I lose my religon, every day, it's a habit,
love for this ho cause this pimp stayed solo She jockin 24/7 it's hard to shake her off Some poppa his brother so I'ma break her off She had a bad habit
say And it may help you along 'Cause you got the wrong idea Just as sure as you born Don't blame your woman If things at home go wrong You men got a habit
It's a rather funny habit, Tiggers like to pounce on Rabbit As he works out in his garden unaware He'll ask, "How are you, Long Ears?" as they romp through
sneak away every single day The club scene is filled wit cats who mug mean my thug team is Skatterman and Snug Brim Krizz and Grant and Kutty be my buddies
Stake claim immediately Cause hot products cool down At which point will flock the new sounds Take fame intravenously But when nature turns to habit