Lyrics:
No Word From Tom

Translation: Verlaine, Tom. Words From The Front.

yeah What if somebody from the Chi that was ill got a deal On the hottest rap label around? But he wasn't talking 'bout Coke and birds It was more like spoken word

thicker So come one friend, come two friend, come all United we stand, divide your legs so I can fall in your bowl of cherries, Kerrie is so very thick thicker than the Dick Tom and Harry Tom

of the best Waitin' for my day to come Just give me the word Nah, this ain't Jigga, it's your lil' nigga Bleek Reportin' to these motherfuckers live from

?s next? Scooby went to scoop another scooby sack from Shaggy Scooby will do anything: hops, weed or cavi Old Mother Hubbard's got a cupboard full of lotto tickets A fat stack from

ya chest If you budge, you get stretched, nothing more, nothing less Pay respect, I'm a element of Homicide Housing In other words, bitch, I'm the resident from

I've been on all the girlfriends fall in line from my spin off thats game b-tch aint sh-t nudies? and some J six where I'm from it's cold and n-ggas

just sample james brown And then I'll just have the same sound I did it anyway and yo it came off The beat was abrupt word caught up Part 2 only a chosen

for Mo Styles? I'm about to kick this flow You ready for this shit or what? Who is this? Word life son I'm Mo Styles I'm straight from the hood I got