Tore down defense Make sure I wasn't really there What are the reasons To pursue this affair? I have exhausted my options And they all are staying back
Translation: Idiot Pilot. Theme From The Pit.
Hit my liquor store Let my niggas learn about in jail Till the squad cars accel', it's to my position as we yell This here's some bullshit, like pit
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on black while styles ( ? ) ( ? ) of brothers that's gotta be Circlin cyphers into molecules Takin over your space, that's illogical The vocal chords on a board with 24 tracks Get away from
like 'What up Conrad?' Grimey niggaz they loved to get gully Summertime still had on black gloves and scullies The Lex 450 pulled up that's Cornbread Them niggaz from
alright 'Cause I'm pimpin', I'm pimpin' pimpin', I'm comin' thru And I'm dippin', I'm dippin' dippin', them 22s And they spinnin', they spinnin' spinnin', them Sprewells nigga Them
I'm Not Human Lyrics I am not a human being [Verse 1:] Re, Re, Reporting from anotha world Look up in the sky and see me porting with a cova girl She
not have I understand you can't handle that But for everything that I lack I provide something you almost had Hot flesh that you yearn that grab Pit
All the pirates, yeah, they rob them Sold them on to the merchant ship Minutes after they took them From the bottomless pit But their hand was made strong
hours a day, diggin' your grave Way down in the mine So take a flask from your crib can can and a pull of moonshine And say a prayer for them boys down
Old pirates, yes, they rob I Sold I to the merchant ships Minutes after they took I From the bottomless pit But my hand was made strong By the hand of
it, you flossin', im over here with my niggas in the mosh pit Throwing elbows, stomping shell toes, is that nigga dead? Who the fuck knows Shake them
lost it, you flossin' I'm over here with my niggas in the mosh pit Throwin' elbows, steppin' Sheryl toes Is that nigga dead? Who the fuck knows? Shake them
Getting more more mojo Pit hits more chicks than you feel them You ain't gotta take them, you can have them I'm a savage, I hit them all day But my tongue
really want to skip town Get back, Gruffy, back, Scruffy Get back you flea infested mongrel Gonna tell myself, "Hey, man, no get angry" Yippie yi yo To any girls callin' them