Some people I know to lead fantastic lives They never try to see Just why they hypnotize The truth I hear Is not what I always see They're praying hard
eight For a one-term shot as Chief of State William Harrison, how do you praise? That guy was dead in thirty days John Tyler, he liked country folk
I run my whole city Big time, big time, big time, big time I get to it, I hustle, I get it in, trying to win like Steve Wynn Money long like Jay Leno chin
You can't push folks around with fear 'Cause we don't scare easy over here No, no Joe What makes you do the things you do? You gettin' folks mad at you
love ride) Start a love train (love ride), love train The next stop that we make will be soon Tell all the folks in Russia, and China, too Don't you
I means a-draft I means I riff I means I raff Rap's ca-tas-trophe, don't want no brass tro-phy So okey-dokey folks, most provoke me ? so hold your ? was
rings. Lips swoll. Chin rocked. Eyes in them "O" rings. Street clown. No joke. Voodoo. No hox. Never die. Cant croke. Strokes for them old folks. Smoke
my dick! That's great, but uhh save the drama for your momma Man I'm bout to bring the drama to your muthafuckin chin Punk ass bitch I'm scared, bring
Barrels to your head and blow your face out your asshole Pow, bitch, I'm Shaggy 2 Dope I'm coming for your kin folk, you get your chin broke And don
a fuckin' mil If yo name ain't Holyfield Kick back in the MC resident Countin' dollar bills, Make me kick in a liquor store Stop in get a Tangaray Peel a chin
a busta Or if you flexin bout your money Cheat lyin theif motherfucker I'm probably bustin at ya BRRRAAH My folk G all the time My folk stay on the grind
body three months later as I hit him with the potato Ate up his midsection, recollection, murder on my mind (ay what) Got me chin-checkin, and they said
three-hundred thousand dollars in dope Don't make my Desert Eagle barrel touch the back of your throat Always approach niggaz that's known for killin' your folks
I just bet it'll fit you Follow up these red hot news Grab a taxi and go down Chinatown's on a spree Let me give you the lowdown This is really history Whenever folks
A lot of folks have told me I was pulled 'fore I was ripe A winter apple picked off in the fall But even as a youngin' I was not the bashful type '
mean punch for such a pretty little dish And it's a shame to know most folks don't ever know love like this It's a shame to know most folks don't ever
their homes The people of the town are strange And they're proud of where they came Well, I'm talkin' 'bout your China Grove [Incomprehensible], woah oh, China