and fertilize your mind (mind) Pull out the guage and we can face off like Nicolas Cage Battle for the second coming of Christ and see whose soul gets saved
gettin' at I'm spittin' at Nigga wanna fuck trick, so what's up bitch? See as long as my muthafuckin' dick get hard And I got a million dollars banked
I'm spittin' at Nigga wanna fuck trick so what's up bitch (biotch) See as long as my muthafuckin dick get hard And I got a million dollars banked out
a war for souls A war on terror, a war on drugs A war on kindness, a war on hugs A war on birds and a war on bees They gotta a war on hippies tryin' save
't enough for me Stick a weak, kid'll have you livin' in luxury I'm the reason niggas sellin' drugs to fiends I'm the reason Mr.Simpson got off clean
world out there? LOVETT: What, Mr. Todd? What, Mr. Todd? What is that sound? TODD: Those crunching noises pervading the air! LOVETT: Yes, Mr. Todd! Yes, Mr
Kirk, I wanna have yo' baby. Captain Kirk, can you save me? Captain Kirk, I wanna have yo' baby. Captain Kirk, can you save me? Mr. Captain Kirk, I wanna
forward please, Mr. Hapgood? SCHUB: I thought you were Hapgood. HAPGOOD: Calling the patient by my name, he identifies with me immediately, we have an instant transference and thereby save
flow? Save it for David when you said it Never gave it a second thought Fans bought the wolf ticket Shitted on reality for fantasy produced by Tact [Incomprehensible] Mr
For what's the sound of the world out there? What, Mr. Todd? What, Mr. Todd? What is that sound? Those crunching noises pervading the air Yes, Mr. Todd, yes, Mr
(feat. Fabolous, Lloyd Banks, Royce da 5'9") [Fabolous:] These niggas losing their minds you find that theres no reward they say they already home it
Jimmy he can stop callin scame I'm just tryin to save your rep Your not a rapper, you asked, they gat like you gone save the West I doubt that, not him
and shoplift. Freestyle me, while I continue to bullshit. A teenage life, when you think you know everything, about everything, and don't know a damn thing. Hit the shaw, liquor, bank
mucho que can eat it carousel. Mean Mr. Mustard sleeps in the park, Shaves in the dark, trying to save paper, Sleeps in a hole in the road, Saving
war for souls A war on terror, a war on drugs A war on kindness and a war on hugs A war on birds and a war on bees They gotta a war on hippies tryin' save
dey waka Hungry dey run for him face I put my mouth for song: "Mr. Follow Follow" [Chorus] Yeye rolling! Mr. Follow Follow! Mr. Follow Follow, make you open eye Mr
it B.I.G. it's all gravy It's our reality, you call it crazy But it's a darkside, it's what you made me No more Mr. Nice Guy - pay me What you niggaz
, Ah is a Should I save her (I wanna be saved) Ah is a, Ah is a Should I save her (I wanna be saved) Ah is a, Ah is a Should I save her (I wanna be saved