lies a rose Before the poison stream stole the rights to your soul Rights to your soul, rights to your soul Owns, owns the rights to your soul Numb
Translation: Street Dogs. Rights To Your Soul.
rot lies a rose Before the poison stream stole the rights to your soul Rights to your soul, rights to your soul Owns, owns the rights to your soul Numb
, the funk docta Don't fuck with the big dogs, don't fuck with the big dogs Don't fuck with the big dogs, don't fuck with the big dogs Johnny blaze
your peer Valedictorian of this rap shit every year (year year year) Like beer and pretzels with the game I go good I'm the Hansel to your Gretel, you
money Every Tom, Dick, and Harry want to be your buddy The same ones that dissed ya, now it's a list of First to riff, now they all on your dick, yo
up 'Cos I got cherry pet further Now I'm feeling good 'cos I'm off my feet Man the little squalid dogs running up in the street And they saying My name
[Intro: Killah Priest] You know this beat is crazy, right This the beat right here, yo They gonna love this when they hear this, g [Chorus: Killah Priest
serve to rot the soul We all unified to fight, keep the message and awake black Open up your eyes, see the enemy and shake that Bullshit lyin, free your
leave the cop dogs huntin The pretty black one in the group The smooth villain under fire Cause I'm pennin the words that move millions Slide right in front of your
ducks Everybody in your crew sucks Punk muthafucks Fuck critics, fuck your review Even if you like me, FUCK YOU! Fuck your Mom, fuck your Mom's Mama
's toilet tissue Hydrolic engines blow flies out your left window Your rap is catnip with slob dropping on the pillow Shut your face, shut your mouth
' way behind me and my dogs we known to ride Gotta change my life, Lord knows I ain't livin' right Ya'll know I ain't chillin' right, smokin' out everyday
can trust me with your wife, trust me with your kids Trust me with your life, trust me where you live Nobody know but me, you and God Your seed, your
, remain a boss in your city, and if any y'all haters want me, come and get me Slug hit right on your dome, wig splitter, G, fuckin' with these Mo!
away and it could not ??? justice ??? just go on ??? in this way ??? (skin?) off the street the doctors the psychopaths they are articulate to government for their right
nigga when you ridin, a nigga when you sidin Nigga quit tryin you's a nigga for life You can paint your face and change your nose and buy new clothes
these streets like a fiend for crack But pullin' me back it's real got a nigga goin' 'Cuz no matter the drama or gossip My heart is your hood my dogs
