all's not well in Eden now, things ain't what they seem. There's malice in Wonderland, malice in Wonderland, and it's getting bad. The preacher man he looks oh
gotta' raise some money for our children, so when they're old they don't have to fear. Scratch their back, they'll stab yours, it's obvious boy, it's
on the merchandise. Lost in the fog and no way out .. Lost in the fog and no way out .. Lost in the fog and no way out .. The gate's been shut. The
Get out of the city it's falling apart, it's got a stake right through its heart. They're queuing for food in huddled drones, but it's safe in the larders
, that's the shit that got me mad! (Please, Mr. Rapper, once again) That's the shit that got me mad! That's the shit, youknowhatI'msayin? (It's a family
love is so digital Spell my name, B O B B Y B O B B Y, Bobby, repeat after me B, B, O, O, B, B, B, B, Y, Y D, D, I, I, G, G, I, I, T, T, A, A, L, L
, that's the shit that got me mad! (Please, Mr. Rapper, once again) That's the shit that got me mad! That's the shit, youknowhatI'msayin? (It's a
me getting hard She told me take this cap of G.H.B. With a gulp of Mountain Dew With glee so I can possibly end my existence G.H.B. ain't no need 4
itsy bitsy spider went up the spout again Bert: I got one! A-B-C-D-E-F-G-H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O-P-Q-R-S-T-U-V-W-X-Y-Z! Now I know my ABC's. Next time won't
im beatin 0n my chest CJ beatin 0n my back s0meb0dy help me i think im ab0ut t0 die but i g0t it i g0t it WHOA s0 i pass the blunt and it came right back
new millennium O H I O is where I'm from I might of said it before but I'm a say it again Since I stepped in y'all can't win It's the B O dub all in the
, with a ride or die fit Black hood - Girbauds - ski mask and Reebok classics It's spreading 'bout them 20's - somebody gonna talk Give it 3 or 4 days for it
inget. bättre lyssning. Hörru-hör-du-mej-nu-ra? ? !! Ja, det är så neråt tror jag. Ja-ja! Hör du mig? ! Hör
just the rock of all these gangs, 'cause I always rock the streets with a ball u know, oh oh oh oh oooh I'm a lyrical G, step to rock the S-H-O-T shot
yo girl is lookin', please don't be alarmed I can't explain what I do to them, what they do to me It's all in C H A N G E, reaction like a reflex And
riding a limo. Fuck that. Windows was tinted. It's me and it's like Sizzler-crush grass. 'Til it finished, we puffed puffed and pass (give it back!)
't have fuck with niggas like myself for too long It's time to grab my motherfuckin' shit an' get it on Oh, Mr. Officer, crooked officer, what's happenin'? You beat another black man's
-T-C-H-I-C-K-D-I-G-S-M-E-S-H-E-S-G-O-T-I-T-B-A-D Oooh She'll spell it, she'll spell it again Goddamn, where does your kind come from No man should have
