is a knife in my ear Every thought in your head is like poison to hear Every word from your mouth is a knife in my ear Like a snake in a suit spitting
!) Give me my, give me my baby back Oooh, na na (Hey!) Give me my, give me my baby back Oooh, na na (Hey!) Give me my, give me my baby back My boyfriend
Dimengo on a horse named Bingo A fugitive lookin' for puff switchin' my lingo Stayin' at a hotel called the Pink Flamingo Callin' up MC from a Cuatro Cinco The set up, tryin' on my
long, Wanna sing you this song! This song! This song! A little louder, a little louder! With the music on my ear you sound so clear! A simple melody and harmony's on
carnival rides Are as empty as my broken heart tonight But I close my eyes and one more time We're spinnin' around and you're holdin' on tightly The words
my niggaz, mostly for squeezin' triggas I call 'em homies, pigs call 'em crooks So I write and put bucks on they books I give a fuck about a cop or a
big fame The cellular phone rings dont' wanna pick it up But it's my J O B, I gotta kick it up Another damn reporter on the line with a word quiz I gotta
heard of Ice-T try it Then you try to diss? You got gall I got gold on my neck and gold on my wall Gold in my fingers, gold in my ear When this jam's
money and who the fuck to do Four blocks away my aim's clean Night scope on a silence carbine Place my cross hairs on my vic's eye Squeeze the trigger
a eye on my eye in a crowded club I tried to stare the girl down, but she didn't budge She moved through the crowd in a straight line The closer she
, a team player on a solo flight Lookin down on MC's faces full of fright and fear I slam dunk a rap through their ear to hear Heureka! I just struck a
to my house when you was wild-n-out before Nick When you was on my dick and give you somethin to smile about How many times you fly to my house? Still
and make the whole place panic Never trust a rat cause dem love chat ya heard Snitch will always be a snitch mark meh word Flex like a fool get caught like a
vision's as clear as fog on the pier someone fishing aimlessly a thought's an idea a sound is an ear and gods with none believing being chased by the lamb a
your guidance consular sayin' to "Quit while your ahead!" (*echoes*) Stop spittin' in my ear talkin about you got flows Or you got a single out that your
wi seh... hold on... We nah hold back nuh talk Need a work wi a work Live and direct pon a new case A so di ting go, a weh wi seh now... [Kardinal]
(It's the TGT remix) [Repeat] [Verse 1:] [Tank:] Ty I'm tripping cuz I'm bout to lose my shawty, (Say word) Another nigga's bout to get up on my shawty
: Irrelevant, the words that they say, Go in one ear and out the other way, I'm over it, on another day, Got my belt strapped tight, got my stunna shades
