in the city, is out of control (Stick ya hands up, Stick ya hands up) Life in the city, is out of control (Stick ya hands up, Stick ya hands up) (Blaze
Translation: Blaze Ya Dead Homie. Stick Ya Hands Up.
balls across her bitch ass lips And stick them in And tell her Suck this dick! Bitch! [Muffled talking] Oh shit Oh whattup y'all, This is Blaze Ya Dead motherfucking Homie
the rich Driving on the sidewalk, fuck the road, bitch! (Look out!) Jack moves, nice and smooth, put your hands in the air, don't nobody move! (Stick em up
I don't need no more therapy I know who I am And I don't like it playing through your brain blew ya kablam! Blaze Ya Dead Homie: I sit alone speakin
the past that we live in we're not forgiven It's death at the hands of the lands we've been given [Blaze Ya Dead Homie:] A murdering sense feel the essence
a shark But I ain't a shark Retard I'm a blood sucking retard (yea) [Chorus x2] I been known for blood sipping [Blaze Ya Dead Homie:] Pull the
gots me in ecstasy And we danced [Chorus] [Blaze Ya Dead Homie:] My first thought when I seen her rise above the ground My one and only dead bitch
balls across her bitch ass lips And stick them in And tell her SUCK THIS DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICK! Bitch! [Muffled talking] Oh shit Oh whattup y'all, This is Blaze Ya Dead motherfucking Homie
your balls across her bitch ass lips And stick them in And tell her SUCK THIS DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICK! Bitch! [Muffled talking] Oh shit Oh whattup y'all, This is Blaze Ya Dead motherfucking Homie
