grip from the 50 series tires The Apine's bumpin' but I need the volume higher 'Cuz the 808 kick drum make you wanna get some I got a scrodum full a
time How many brothers fallen ? How many kept alive as slaves for the wicked few ? RTis time for reparations RTis time to settle score This time we give
? What? Uh, big will, uh I'm 'bout to freak this What you want me to freak this? Just peep it while I freak this Aight, aight I'm 'bout to freak this full
We nah go bow come we settle the score Yes, I and I Selassie I soldier Yes, we come fe war 'Gainst wickedness in high and low places Says you full a
She's never on my side She competes just for fun But I'll never win no matter how fast I run She always seems so sure But she's full of shit And she'
can we get much higher???? but of course we can baby hahaha ughh its Los .. again okay I take my middle finger flick it to the wicked media critics on
Intel-lect, respect My heart full of splinters Agitating, so frustrating Letting dreams stay as dreams What are you waiting, for? Feel the score, deep
know I can, I know I can Can an American a Republican fuckin' with this African Can from this kian land? I know I can It's a war wick, wick, wick, wack
Trippin' over a rock Chased and chased and chased but never close to caught And the skills I filled were all self-taught With so many styles on each pan fulls
This is a motion picture Courtesy of The Emcee With an original score, by the Golden Child I wanna tell y'all bout my first time I know its kinda personal
full moon of May ?Neath whose rays we lay together And those bright nights on glassy waves When we would glide lightly away From the grain for wicked
, I've always been And then, I'm a stab a fucking critic with his pen So write that, put that in your magazine and stick it I'm wicked, just like a witch
' Got this thang sewed up from Texas to New Orleans And cross the West Coast where fools get wicked I'm in the gang hell a D I'm try to score a meal ticket
this thang sewed up from Texas to New Orleans And cross the West Coast where fools get wicked I'm in the gang hell, a D, I'm try to score a meal ticket
good grip from the 50 series tires The alpines bumpin but I need the volume higher Cuz the 808 kick drum make you wanna get some I got a scrodum full
like roaches in the ashtray, Anyday can be your last day, But when u leave the cash stay, Schools full of students, 'Cuz these students score wealth,
? What? What? Uh, Big Will, uh I'm bout to freak this What you want me to freak this Just peep it while I freak this, Aight, aight I'm bout to freak this full
