thers a war with the bloods and crips it get racial in the streets im a let off a clip cause this is for the brown ( pride ) R - A - Z - A im a show you
I'll grab the sun and the moon I'll hold the world in my hand These things are easy for me I can't make you understand Pulling rabbits out of a hat Pulling
Beat my head against a wall If it wasn?t for the blood I wouldn?t it know it at all Smile at the camera with broken teeth Slit my wrists, say cheese and
the cuckoo in your clock had a heart attack the droop in your stock turned your market black if walls could talk they'd say i don't want to shack up like
Hey! And it's the best day ever... So pack your motherfuckin' bags, cause we gonna go So pack your motherfuckin' bags, cause we gonna go Hey, I got a
(mick ralphs) (instrumental)
Who?ll do for him Child of the fifties With no common sense No easy resting place Only lichen on beaches Oil on gun barrel And the hard taste of pennies
Well I've been called a dope before Say I'm not sexy anymore for you Say I am an animal Say I'm not a man at all, it's true! Chorus I am a rabbit Ive
(instrumental)
If there?s a rabbit Then you should grab it Then you should grab it Gently nab it by the paws And then sincerely You hold it nearly As you await the sudden
I'm a kickstand in your mouth And I'm the tongue slamming on the brakes Pull the choke in, pull the choke in As hard as it will take All your pictures
Oh my Wayland, there's deer in the forests And rivers are flowing just for you Oh my father, look down through the mountains and valleys The grain's in
Mr. Rabbit, Mr. Rabbit Your coat is mighty gray Yes, bless God, it's made that way Every little soul must shine, shine Every little soul must shine,
The kids were in the living room Watching cartoons She could here 'em laughing from the kitchen At that big ol' hunter runnin' round Trying to chase
Come save me from walking off a windowsill Or I'll sleep in the rain Don't you remember when I was a bird And you were a map? And now he drags down miles
Lotto: Yo its time to get rid of this coward right here once and for all Im sick of this mother fucker check this shit out Hah hem yo I'll spit a racial
Now everybody from the 313 Put your motherfucking hands up and follow me Everybody from the 313 Put your mothefucking hands up Look Look Now while
Lickilty Split freestyle: Check this out, Check this out, yo This guy's a choke artist You catch the bad one Your better off shooting yourself with Papa