[Doap Nixon:] Uh, AOTP in this nigga We don't rumble no more I will take it back and disrespect a nigga sly to you before I pull that ratchet out I'm
I am, so you go ahead and talk all you wanna, I built up a shell and it's hard and it's armored. It seems like every step I take up, drama comes along with the bread
glow of breaking rules instead of bread a simple pleasure safe in time and clothesd and closed and always mine The suture in the silence sucking safety from the net falling in and comforting
you know you can't stop the boss [E-40:] The definition of a boss, let me put you up on it B-O-S-S, Bread Over Sucker Shit Ain't too many left all the
sadness, I may bring joy) All your sins will help to make you strong (That I may seek rather to comfort, than to be comforted. That I may seek to understand
Thing If You Broke You Get Laughed At Im Boutta Bring The Thing Thing And The Mask Back Run Up On You Take Ya Bling Bling... Let Me Have That I Aint Comfortable
folks 'Round here, them gold bottles hold them up Then we can say, cheeers [DJ Khaled: Let's take a toast] No wheat or white bread in my Pilsbury dough
man who think he cuter than she is Fools taking bubble bath with aroma therapy candles And if I see another dude wearing some sissy-fied sandals Talking bout 'they so comfortable
the winds who? My ancestors whispers answers the questions Get twisted, I choose the path less taken Less walked on, forsaken, betcha beat breakin' Breads we be bakin' but it takes
soul. The first thing I remember? Waking up and seeing you there. Comfort like a fire, like an answer to a prayer. Like a beacon in the blackness, solace from the racket. Take
a bitter taste it's goin' down . . it's goin' down goin' down like bread & water can you hear? can you hear? can you hear me when i cry? no comfort
to sit down, pull out a Swanson TV dinner Peanut butter and jelly'll fill up your belly Bread in the cabinet start grabbin it Kool-Aid and lemonade get comfortable
shit out of a monster when I devour That's why I shit on Austin Powers Watch niggaz get souped up and comfortable like the Plymouth Prowler No homerun
't take that place Hey Fred, fuck that rehab shit Cause I don't know if I want peace that bad Seems that I'm so comfortable, uncomfortable and sad But