diet I pass in a ride on triot, that's traze But those who was in the days when the teachers was on that pay I'm raised in the cajun cage, with a bit
and Jag both sittin' on chrome Is she down for gettin' dirty with a get it boy All I need is one night just to hit it boy After the club we can check in at a five
a new day is yet to come and i know that ill be rite here with the nation they got drugs of all sorts coming through the airports only once every five
one! two! were coming for you. three! four! lock your door. five! six! suck on my dick. brokencyde will never die! (x2) now i can feel the needle break
go stupid that Holly grove zoo shit Keep a set of grip plies for ear pair loose slips I done said I was too sick, I said Ia??m too, too sick Four sick, Five
that thriller-iller in a nigga Yo, I gotta retrieve 'em, splittin' them natural born We're raised to prey We done brought the forty-five Forty-four
natural born beret I pray carryin around forty five fourty four grenades and flames front page in clips the world is crazy instincts Im another one in cages
dead, fill fulla lead, incidents, classified accidents No evidence, po-po innocent crime pays, I guess It's the American ways, far from slaves, yet behind bars and cage
TWO STEPS, THREE STEPS FOUR A BOTTLE OF SODA AND HE'LL DANCE SOME MORE DANCE, DANCE DAKOTA DANCE ALL AROUND THE COUNTRY STORE WELL, THESE HIPPIES WALKED UP TO THE CAGE
Woo, Su Woo [Game] Can't stop the red bandana, even if you put me in a cage full of orangurtan's I'll show you how bangers bang Four five cocked back
a step ahead of Satan, I read it in Revelations Forget your reputation, let's make it a better nation 'Cause they trying to cage us in make us slaves
all her petals Mop the blood up, knees on those nettles Like a child this cage is in need It's barely ten yet body says three It's off to bed then five
To any passing fad To being an ?us' for once Instead of a ?them' La vie boheme La vie boheme Hey mister, she's my sister So that's five miso soup
to sail I don't think so what does a wage entail Nine of five slavery or a twenty four seven Most slaves tricked by the promise of a heaven Controlled
ride on triot, that's traze But those who was in the days when the teachers was on that pay I'm raise in the cajun cage, with a bit of amazing grace