blood in my hair from the wings of a hawk no angels guide me i seem to be lost spittin a rhyme from divious ways all in the veins them freaks they
hit but she's a lyin bitch and i don't give a shit-now- (repeat) i done cracked the blunt my lifes a game no time to front ? and we laugh like hyinas nickatina
Ye ye yeh yeh That?s something right there Its him, dat nigga, my nigga dem niggas; don?t get no bigga Just fuckin aroun? in the booth Tell you a little
Verse 1: Andre Nickatina The homie said, now we can chalk em like rocky if ya cocky when you knock me Do it till we slap you or atleast until you drop
Andre Nickatina "Crackin' Like Pastachio's" Here is my cridentials It's sumthin so essential Get the pad, i'll get the pencil Doin' doughnuts like it
up In new jays on 2 ways I scritched and scratched up I beat that bitch up when I found out she lyin Who she think I am? Saving Private Ryan? Andre Nickatina
[INTRO] NOW I PLAYED SOME HOES IN MY LIFE BUT I NEVER PLAYED THIS HOE BEFORE AND I SWEAR IF IT'S COO HOE I ONLY WANNABE... [ANDRE] MAN I SPEAK WITH
In new jays on 2 ways I scritched and scratched up I beat that bitch up when I found out she lyin Who she think I am? Saving Private Ryan? [Andre Nickatina
bump in the night Came up out the gutter, now it's all butter And with my blade I cut like no other The runnin' of the bulls motherfucka it's the matador
along everything for me was an experience Sidetrack never take a thang serious A lil homie just wanna run free Live life as long as he can see [Andre Nickatina
Andre Nickatina] Now I, played some hoes in my life But I never played this ho before ANd I swear, if it's cool Ho I only wanna be [Andre Nickatina]
[Chorus:] Hold the ball 'cause you just might fumble Goin' about 90 baby comin' out the bay bridge tunnel God gimme G's on the double Prime time trouble
(feat. Equipto) [Verse 1: Andre Nickatina] Picture a blind man that can't see Meanin' the beauty he's supposed to see God, it can't be I slither low
[Andre Nickatina:] It's been a cold winter, that means heat for a real sinner Who wanna live like a bread winner I fly low like a blind bird They say
With the big leagues but these believe it's Somethin real, you afraid of heights bitch Cause I'm goin to the top [Andre Nickatina:] From all my broken
[Andre Nickatina:] I can see my reflection in my sons eyes And when I see him I know the Lord cried when Jesus died I'm not a sane, I spread my wings
(feat. Shag Nasty) [Andre Nickatina:] Sittin on leather that's um Better than the cow that it came from I like to go fast, I like to blow hash You
(feat. The Jacka) [Andre Nickatina:] I met you with my mouthpiece sideways, rippin down the highway Even though it's Monday I treat it like a Friday
