I make money I?m a paper machine And you can catch me in the newest not the latest machine Now Weezy why you drive so fast? because I?m chasin? the dream
the armored guard Big men of steel behind the steering wheel In a wire mesh cage with a twelve gauge, radio, we're coming fast Oh need to feel some
the one, two, three Black male hard MC Rap record slave, a brother on the scene With a machine gun and one magazine Wanted, a half a million for the
make money I'm a paper machine And you can catch me in the newest not the latest machine Now weezy why you drive so fast? because I'm chasin' the dream
stage then so you can peep My rap style fail safe that derail fakes They just a pale-make of my own chromosomes I'm a critically-acclaimed maniac that attack tracks On wax or drum machines
of the armoured guard Big man of steel behind the steering wheel In a wire mesh cage with a twelve gauge. Radio - we're coming fast Ooh, I need to feel
By a midnight arctic light I have run between the dragon's teeth And lived to tell the tail I have danced across a stardust sky And never left a trail
for a ride, let's take a trip right between your thighs, drive threw your cush, push in your bush, grab on your trunk, while I'm eating on your junk, let's start a
-short season Riding high on its ration of enchantment and fear Over the hill and into the next meadow and on and on and on In a near random universe
a light into all those stoned-out faces left stranded on this Fourth of July Down in town the circuit's full with switchblade lovers so fast so shiny
part of the armoured guard Big man of steel behind the steering wheel In a wire mesh cage with a twelve gauge. Radio - we're coming fast Ooh, I need
, check on the one two three Black male hard MC Rap record slave, a brother on the scene with a machine gun and one magazine Wanted, a half a million