Lyrics:
Frank Head The Best Of

Non sai cos'e successo sei chiuso a chiave nel limbo del tuo cesso ti specchi nello specchio con un sorriso da scarabocchio e quello di un uomo che

C?e gente in giro che si ammazza di lavoro il lavoro li mobilita beh beati loro Disoccupati incerti di un lavoro stabile la cui vita prende una piega

the best part of the day is my half Feedin me breakfast, and givin me a sponge bath Niggaz say I died dead in the streets Nigga I'm gettin high, gettin head

clothes then you put it on me Feelings coming on strong, I know that it's wrong I can't let you get the best of me, the best of me So busy trying to play with my head

're more than a part in the play It's slightly easier to think what to say You had us all, standing on our heads Doing our best tricks Never again, never

got a half a key indeed, Frank Lucas shit Hidden in coffins, flying over seas And if you ever try to ruin my night I'm a make sure my best pawn put like

is looking like a scene from Baghdad That's bad, flags red, dirt beds Ya'll niggaz is eating, crystal meth' heads We pissed out, wrist out, with the best

Queen Bee and Notorious B.I.G. nigga The best that ever lived, the best that ever did it The best that ever lived it, cock suckers, what's his name? That

punk police While gwan man doesn't a come but a bad boy test Look around, look around, punk police Me hafta blast back 'cause de blast is best Yo I was