dogg We make 'em dirty These boys from the bottom are obsessed with old school Chevys We call 'em verts and donks, some we call box Chevys Seven duece, seven trey, seven four, seven
when your brain is whiling I?m smiling but inside I'm screamin' I?m a ragin' demon but I love God pray every evening Seven, seven times sometimes five
What? What? Money stretch Lil' Zane, what'cha saying? ATL's finest, what? What? Man you can check my lifestyle And see that I'm quite wild Seven twenty
gon' splash like this, all my wild Digi heads Yeah, y'all niggaz move a little up to the front Y'all niggaz know what I'm talkin' about Word up, my weed
you cross the line, we snap spines Split ya melon, down to the rind You be fucked up, yo.. From the way I talk, no tellin what you might hear BOODOODOODOO
it, we goin' show it to your ass "You're a champion", were my dad's last words before he passed But I know one day we will once more cross paths They
you dialed 'Cause it?s over, girl, you know it?s over this time So when you call I?m pressing seven Don?t wanna hear your messages, messages I?m tryna erase you from
that's my word Oh, y'all smellin y'all piss now y'all think y'all gold Yo anybody get caught playin Over here, I'm returnin em that's my word that they
niggaz groovin' I don't know who the fuck you really think you foolin' You're so far from up to par and your shit needs improvin' From your conversation
Who's got the back up. So punk just slack up Don't cross his path cause he'll put you to the test Reminds me of the wicked witch from the west So for
moon-head The cross-stick will fade when the usurper hangs For now we congregate where once my angel sang That night they came and took her away from
reality that we will either go mad from the revelation or flee into blissful sleep, peace and safety of another new dark age. I'm Mark Edward Smith, these words
And she became the girl from yesterday She doesn't know what's right She doesn't know what's wrong She only knows the pain that comes from waiting
the last. Death will not wait long. Her final days are flickering past. Dear God, helpless, helpless! MONTRESOR But what is the word from
's my word Oh, y'all smellin', y'all piss now y'all think y'all gold Yo anybody get caught playin' Over here, I'm returnin' em That's my word that they
's my word Oh, y'all smellin y'all piss now y'all think y'all gold Yo anybody get caught playin Over here, I'm returnin em that's my word that they be
shit that makin niggas sick How does it feel to see a G from your clique? Wake up, jumped out of bed wit my grin on (why?) Last night's dice game got