i sleepwalk down the hall in consequence, it makes less sense the faster that we fall the faster that i'll call and ask if it came to that would you speak too soon
cat or get too high. No need for that. The silences when you don't speak - much worse than when you scolding me. The silences when you won't speak - it
so what? It ain't like you hot It ain't like we got work, meet me at yo' block It ain't like we won't come through And take any motherfuckin' thing you
profit Trust they got it fucked up with your taxes started making rockets Take it off the top like politicians, speaking proper diction Stuffing dollars in they britches, like
like crazy I shoot a nigga's ass with the nine like Gravy I should like Shady I keep a dime like Haley in a dark brown creme gut Klondike Sadie It's like
not on ya luck But I'ma be right by your side even when that road get rough I keep it cool when the streets is hot And all your friends that soon forgot
it 'til it harden Make it hash up in the oven (Man), put yayo in the hot plate Drain and dry in the freezer, it's obvious we got weight I said hard work
But I'm sayin' here I am, say lying and praying That I'm laying something hot 'Cuz baby, it's cold outside And even when it's not, it still is Baby shorties
, let's get it poppin' Hit me, front that shit, this the south side Got a fat dick on your mouth wide I've come to take it outside, nah, do it right
to and it's called This kind of music, use it and you get amped to do shit Whenever you hear some shit and you can't refuse it It's just some shit for
oughta booby-trap it Super duty tough word, singin some stylish caged graphics To kids, who find a hornet's nest just for excitement I laughs when some mars attacks when I bust up ? [el-p] It
Q B C Smoke that ass like a lucie, though I need to quit Fuck it, I love it like a cloud Over the projects your game I'm above it Its combat, gats bangers
' fire escapes See this, criminal life is like a 'roll it in dice' Niggaz holdin' they ice, wild bust on a slice Yo it's too often too hot, in this ghetto
s played Track so hot that you'll have it on ya two-way Fuck what they all say, you gon' be like "no way" You gon' like us so much you gon' turn gay [
know themselves. [babyface fensta] Heat like a pressure cooker Hard-boiled, like an egg, mad that they over-looked ya Damn, shit never go right for a nigga like
out nothin' look unless it's shells Everything we rock look is customized You ask too many questions like dude like what's and why's And shorty gon' be sprung soon
Was especially a challenge When you be like God damnit Can he lift his vocal As he's cuffing it, how my mic sound? Thinking on the low, it's perfect
sleep. Gold fills hands, or is it sand, The same that covers everything? Where cities stood, soon deserts found, Now sink beneath the swelling ground. Feels like nothing ever did. Kills like
