as a Leopard It could be, it should be, it is? Holy cow! I'm grass hopping like the ?common Billy section? Not the Godfather, but I lounge like a stepper Grandma, breaks it, 8
in Look at the nervous wreck I'm in, I need my second wind, Say What? [Chorus: Men Singing] Jealous, Jealousy, Jealousy (8X) [Women's Voice: (Talking
could be, it should be, it is? Holy cow! I'm grass hopping like the ?common Billy section? Not the Godfather, but I lounge like a stepper Grandma, breaks it, 8
(Luda) How low can you go?(x8) (Squeaky Voice) How low can you go?(x8) Hahaha Luda! (Luda) [Verse 1] She can go lower than I ever really thought she
in Look at the nervous wreck I'm in, I need my second wind, Say What? Chorus: Men Singing Jealous, Jealousy, Jealousy (8X) Women's Voice: (Talking
do everything you like i turn your backs off twice when i rock the mic cast away 101 dalmations, feel my vibration walkin down the uncreated playin out the sound to the 8
the spaceship zoom When, when I step inside the room Them girls go ape-shit, uh Y'all stuck on Super 8 shit That low-fi stupid 8 bit I'm on that HD
I'm back wit the force Read about the kid from the front to the back of the source You see me back on the course Scream on every beat until my voice get
through turbulence Lots of lust, between the two of us The sign on my jimmy says, "kidney's or bust," so I shove deeper than the voice of barry
a hanging case. [Roxie Hart] Hanging? [Martin Harrison] - I'm ready to go to the jury tomorrow. [Roxie Hart] Wait a minute, what do you mean hanging
grecgery peccary The nocturnal gregarious Wild swine A peccary Is a little pig With a white collar That usually hangs around Between texas and paraguay
missed Tried to paint the walls with my brain but the gun jammed At my first shoot out, I stayed everyone ran I want it rawwwwww, and more than ten different women
t gratify All them old sinful desires that never satsify [Sin:] Aye come on KILL THAT! Look me in my face and tell me I'm a lie You ain't feeling chasing women
voices They useless like my card when it's maxed out I talk shit and throw stones at a glass house I be loved by classy women and floozy's Crowds love
here today mom Wish you would appear Just for a second from heaven my tears would be gone I wouldn't be rapping this song I'd be happy driving up to your 8
light it up [x8] [Method Man:] Ain't no shook in 'em, Pyrex pots is hot, fiends is cooking 'em Little niggaz hugging the block, cops is booking 'em Women
[Intro: Female voice sample] Suddenly? [x8] [sample repeated throughout the song] [Verse 1:] Sometimes I write about the streets and how life is expirin