in half My axe is my buddy, and when I wind him back Me and my axe will give your forehead a buttcrack My axe is my buddy, I never leave without him
like a afro, come and take a glimpse of the stairs It's the aroma of a pimp in the air, I betcha notice the smell It's like a lotus when I flow dis,
the streets like it's Halloween So tricks can trick or treat all night, my pimpin' keep them Hoes hooked like I had them jays on that white Ridin' out in a Hummer which I call a
get paid!) Lemonade, tangaray, never change your ways 'cause you a dame, keep me sane like a walk in the rain Taught to the game from my perspective Had you checkin' for snakes With a
-C and a shaved bush... (I don't remember baby girl, tell me, did i fuck you?) And even with a gang of kids and a mustache... (It's a mother fuckin shame
got snow like tha pocono, and my watch tell you what the time is in tokyo, the shit floated it cover my hole wrist, and i'll throw a nigga a clip like
frontin like a virgin queen But Tha Chill is on attack smooth, more like a hype sex fiend Give it up, don't play dumb, sayin what? I got a little love, because my
easy as AB They actually cant see The way I ball out Like they .... is carved out You you guys stink like the breath from a dogs mouth She's a gorgeous freak She destroys my
as AB They actually cant see The way I ball out Like they .... is carved out You you guys stink like the breath from a dogs mouth She's a gorgeous freak She destroys my
sex sex to a dirty rap put your hand in my pants and let's have a party me and my dick are a one man army i love it when you get your lipstick on me
a brainiac that swallows pipe She roam the streets like its halloween so tricks can trick or treat all night My pimpin keep them hoes hooked like I had them jays on that white Ridin out in a
virgins son. Who you think Tech gonna call that the Dergish love. Red cap, red shirt, red shoe strings. My .45 is a bitch, and I think she havin mood
and a shaved bush... (I don't remember baby girl, tell me, did i fuck you?) And even with a gang of kids and a mustache... (It's a mother fuckin shame
do I competi with? The rhythm I kick, is like a rhythmly-wicked-arith-a-metic Pick em up quick and then give em the dick, thinkin I'm innocent They up
pick a plate nose candy for dessert, i told her fix her face, rose' richy she say that dick is great, she think i'm cheatin' on her but she love my \"
I walk the walk And your minute-made riffs They ride the dick Metal is dead! Where in the hell are my microphone fiends Those real MC's who spit a hot