My new house You should see my house My new house You should see my new house No rabbit hutch about it I bought it off the baptists I get the bills
Translation: The Fall. My New House.
for my body, let my spirit fly I want it all, no lie Picture me pourin', poppin' something imported Pedal flooring, clutch poppin', boppin' to Lauryn Now picture me falling
off some new shit The stage is so smokey that I almost fall off I start inhalin' it, I'm tryin' not to cough They wanna tap my phone wanna keep my crib
what I did? I didn't play myself kid I respected my fans and made the high bid Sometimes I write my rhymes at night and fall asleep Wake up with new techniques
Yeah,Syndicate's in the house Yeah,Geto Boys in the house Yeah,Donald D's in the house Yeah,Body count's in the house Yeah,Zulu Nation's in the house
in the mutha fuckin' house Ice T in the mutha fuckin' house Ice T in the mutha fuckin' house Ice T in the mutha fuckin' house Ice T in the mutha fuckin' house
parade Letting the snow fall on my aviator shades Even though I'm in New York I'm still repping for the A Christmas in Harlem Right after autumn falls
couple pounds? I'm on Cleveland Ave, you know my side of town So many bricks, I can build my own apartment Ya better a check, when ya come in my department
get my spot like a polka dot Lil' kush make my eyes and my shoulders drop Lil' syrup and I can make a soda pop Keep talkin' 'n' I can make my soldiers
love the bling bling flow Bang bang look at the way my chain glow The ring on my fing' cost Jermaine a lot of dough, oh The fuck am I busting my brain
, thats my darling, and i love it, yeh, thats my, yeh, so sweet she bad for me, but she so good I?ll take the cavity, falling for her like how safe
Pound found the formula our houses are rectangular but life is curved not angular so when things start to strangular remember rain still falls on the halls of power new
lil' New York hatin' it's all of the above I'm not playin' I'm sayin' I'm off the chain You niggas better follow the instructions I said get up! I ball till I fall
through the doggy door My key don't fit my life no more I'll change the drapes, I'll break the plates I'll find a new place, burn this fucker down Do
place where I lay my dome On the streets of the Bronx where my family roam Hoe, damn it, we home, Peter got a nine millimeter Playa haters can feel the flame from my
notty head Looked at my Benz and called that a Nazi sled With a face like he wonder where I got my bread Probably all these stones he see From my shows
Like some seasick man You will do whatever you please And I'll do whatever I can Titanic, fare thee well My eyes are turnin' pink Don't call us when the new
