your crew This type of shit we do for a petty hobby Fuck the whole world This fatal dawg against everybody (it's on) Better be twenty-five once this shit
on Actually I get hummed on hos tongues be on my dong-dong Gevity, long and at night and in the morn Lunatic five strong king kong's are writin' songs
role of a slouch Just watchin' to see how Jasmine played herself out They sat there just talkin' to each other I thought this kid was alone he had five
watever so now im hoping maybe one day you'll let your heart open if you don't then you leave me heart broken all alone singin this song singin singin this song
No matter what you're living in, it's time to win Keep us in the four walls of our church, we'll be quiet Most of us aren't even Democratic or Republic
all and work my hardest But when I took my song to a record producer He told me that I better go drink some rap juice Or somethin' 'cause my song was
if you could take her Peace, my number's on the back of the paper, hit me later" Damn, what went wrong? Can't we all just get along and make hit songs
have you ever (I'm him) I'm a grown man, lil' boy get gone This is my life my hustle my song Is your mad? I'ma mastermind Hit you with the fo'-five,
'cause I was sprayed I was laid in a shelf, with a grenade Met a wrecked up tech with numbers on his chest that say Five two o nine three eight five
ya uterus back On my lap, in the jet to Miami an' back When I tear through new school, all y'all records is whack I'm from Q, for Quiet Killers an'
s a triste song My bossa nova Only now quietly As I try to hum it This love song My bossa nova This love song
a bad man and that he had a aim for bein' mean He took a hatchet one cold weary morning he killed two children and the widow Green Five thousand people
and John And when I see the Five, I think of the five wise virgins Who trimmed their lamps, there were ten of them Five were wise and were saved, five
it funny how the innocent change? Used to be kinda quiet A whole different way, fake permit in my wallet Until the shit expired Learned to drive at age twenty-five
to be We had no money so they got us in free The first thing Dave did as boss Was make us play Water Rats in Kings Cross We played five songs got credit
on the Denim cologne Then I called up Earl on the telephone He told me 'bout a jam that I could do later on 10 g's plus a Limo for one strong song So
come out later wearin camouflage See the sergeant and the captain -- strangle men Niggaz gaspin for airtil they move no more and just stare With dead eyes -- tired of riots, shit is quiet