cuffs where his zipper stopped, his legs were gone. And so he rolled around on wheels, self sufficient in a peeling little house he could not paint again
thuggish nigga So a, I would have to kill ya so die Popped off to the coffin Pick up my pump dump chumps in the gutter pain Nigga got ta fucked up bang
and upset it If real niggas respect it, the squares gon' rep it I done came in here to bring it to you The uncut version of ganstarism with the nickel painted
done It's amazing to see how far we come Remember [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Scarface] We started small time dope game Hustlin' that cocaine In the state traffickin' High feeling no pain
It) VERSE 2: I'm Nasty Baby If You Ask Me Imma Let You Call Miss. Cassie I Wanna Get So Hot That We 'Bout To Faint Don't Stop Till We Peel The Paint
down, chop 'em down Chop, chop 'em down, chop, chop 'em down Patterns engraved, not so easily erased Still wandering, tryna find your place Playin' the game, I see pain
tree And to the velvet climbing ivy Painted all mahogany I'd never leave if it were up to me If it were up to me With a starry brush Paint the dusk
killers now, oh word? Catch you comin' out your fuckin' crib nigga Yeah, catch a fuckin' bullet nigga Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills Peel
town The Embassy A.M.G. Young Money merger I'm a young champ like Ben Roethlisberger S.S. Chevy with the big block engine Rims and paint cost me a whole
platinum bracelets I'm about to squeeze on ya wrists Beyonce' - But you don't understand the way that I feel, the pain I could
't But I, I'm feelin' good about myself so I, I splurge a lil' Hell I think the time has come, for me to have some fun I'm 'bout to peel back the top
game around The same thang I'm 'bout to do now put this in ya mouth International, to worldwide What you know about it? What you know about it? Banana peels
from the East New York scene I got my man C with me from Fort Greene Al Capone, D Creative G, and peep my man named B Ready to peel caps like potatoes
world that is always changin' And sanity is a state of mind That you believe in sanity There's a shadow on the wall where the paint is peeling My body
s biblical (California) [Twisted Insane] ..I dead 'em, I set 'em, and you can feel me Diggin' up in your brain and bringin' the pain, and y'all fin' wanna
paint drips off the frame twisted-ass mind, got a pretzel for a brain an eraser for a head, f-cking pencil for a frame you don't like it then peel off
enter your physical frame, penetrate Like pushin' your face straight through a window pane With twenty bars, I?m Sinister God, administer pain To your