No one in my path will withstand Under pressure the wrath of a swift man You name the day, the grounds to be neutral Speak your piece, the feeling's mutual
There's a shoulder where death comes to cry There's a lobby with nine hundred windows There's a tree where the doves go to die There's a piece that was
drive and Now I'm here in Canyon Lake alone. I know you came here When you were down and feeling blue. And it helped you sort out the pieces on your
hate Alan Jackson She sleeps with a piece of his coat Oh, I love Alan Jackson 'Cause of them songs he wrote Well, I went backstage at his concert I
I'm sitting here with a piece of paper Says here's my number, won't you call me later I called you the next day And that's how we got started I'm sitting
spectacular cop killer 'Cause I can peel it a cop quick and accurate From ... one skull to the dirt I'll put in the hard work Have you ever seen my concert
at our concerts we always do work For the fags, the hags, the rags and the jerks 'Cause we ballin' I'ma recite a little poetry for y'all The name of this piece
worth the drive and Now I'm here in canyon lake alone I know you came here When you were down and feeling blue And it helped you sort out the pieces on
local promoters. they've formed some unholy alliance with the brazilian counterpart of ascap: the prs. Rently the prs has the legal power to arrest people, and they want a piece
blow... [Lil' Flip] We blow Indo, I might be on Jay Leno They be like Flip, can you listen to my demo I say naw nigga I got shows to do After the concert
want To feel jubilation, a musical vibration Instead of the feel of paranoia Thinkin? to ride or break out and someone'll floor ya Good grief, another beef at a concert
your god with the chron Call my Dusk wildin I rapped any time for Black Helicopters Smash a teleprompter blast in front the Black Sabbath concert First
There's a shoulder where Death comes to cry There's a lobby with nine hundred windows There's a tree where the doves go to die There's a piece that was
Now, I'll tell ya a tale that'll bust yer heart That only a few people knew, ta start It all took place when our concert tour was booked at the SeaTac
ya No one in my path will withstand under pressure the wrath of a swift man You name the day, the grounds to be neutral Speak your piece, the feeling
's crib Ship stacked biddomb shit, gun up in the palm shit Nobody moves, nobody get whacked with the contract Yo' shot at they concert, it's locked on
The next piece that we're going to play... (audience laughter) Maybe I should tell you what we were doing. (more audience laughter) The, the signals
all she wrote We runnin through the alley like Bishop chasin Raheem Ass First murder and I did that without a mask Fast-forward see Game gettin out a Jag Two piece