? We the killas, still the realest. Mo Thug, my gang bang, bang, makin?you feel the pain, that??? drivin?you niggas insane. Flesh always been down for my thang, remember
'm still in the dungeon/ Bitch I never left, pass that sticky icky ganja/ Creep on ah come up, I crept and I came/ Respect the dead game, remember ta
now? we the killas, still the St. mo thug, my gang bang, bang, makin?you feel the pain, that's drivin?you niggas insane. flesh always been down for my thang, remember
I see you for who you are A one time apple queen and a one time tramp And an old time movie star You're a shell picker of the pickiest kind But you always
The fist inside the glove Remember how it felt to be The only one who cared You peeked behind the open door The bride is always bared You always knew
into a Heaven or a Hell She may be the mirror of my dreams A smile reflected in the stream She may not be what she may seem Inside her shell She, who always
way of saying family Kin folk (kin folk) Kin folk (kin folk) Come meet the kin folk on my family tree Ernie: There's Auntie Sue who sells sea shells
shell Twice repeated, me then you Till your left alone not knowing who to blame But I, I see the handle to the hilt You know I'm always pulling But they
and I woke up too late this morning Or too early...wait a minute there goes Shirley... The girly I fucked last year when her hair was curly Couldnt remember
've got clouds in the upstairs Clouds in the memory I've got clouds in the upstairs But I still remember I remember me, I remember me I remember me
In the lush Virginia hills they kept her as long as they could 'Cause they knew when the white brother found White shell beads wrapped around her skin
For eternity Remember No more time If you want to rid me I present to you The Atom Bomb It will rid all I've promised Now remember the packt You're mine
into a heaven or a hell She may be the mirror of my dreams The smile reflected in a stream She may not be what she may seem inside her shell She who always
heaven Or a hell She meaybe the mirror of my dream A smile reflected in a stream She may not be what she may seem Inside her shell She who always seems
Carnivals and cotton candy Carousels and calliopes Fortune-tellers in glass cases We will always remember these Merry-go-rounds quickly turning Quickly
sea Trying to find something else While I'm skipping stones And I'm listening to the shells And I won't forget you If someone else comes along You'll always
villains Try to tempt the holistic tomes Running rampant with free thought to free form in the free and clear And the matters at hand are shelled out
warriors Know what I'm sayin? and survivors know but We're in serious times. [chorus - fiend] I said all our soldiers in the streets Life ain't always