drop I'm gonna lay myself so far way down right in your chops Modern day example of the wolf vs flock Freedom necessary and it's by any means Frozen
and ever And everybody know I aint acting like I'm supposed I'm attacking my own soul I'm back in a lone mode I'm back on that long road And that road
bother at this point Like give up, its me, I win you lose Hahahahahahaha o shit hahaha yo I'm a bad bitch, I'm a I'm a bad bitch [x4] Hahahahahaha I told
How you doin'? I'm Mr. Mos, I'm back Timb, are you on it? Timb, are you on it? Give me some Is this what you wanted? Is this what you wanted? Oh I'm
to Friday Not getting enough retribution or decent incentives to keep me at it I'm starting to feel just a little abused like a coffee machine in an office So I'm
it get's took on the mic Cause I'm tellin you right now your not gonna like it Cause if I get pushed over the edge then I'm pullin you with me You poke
're rappin' like crabs I have carte blanche, the vagabond Nas is the narcissist, my pockets are rotund I'm no killa, but compared to you, I'm more real
I want those things Cash, cars, diamond rings Thinkin' on my side the grass is green But you don't know where I have been I could be a wolf in disguise I
I'd probably even do that wrong I try to think about which way Would I be able to? And would I be afraid? 'Cause oh, I'm bleeding out inside Oh, I don
words be yours, I'm done with mine Fare thee well now Let your life proceed by it's own design Nothing to tell now Let the words be yours, I'm done
tongue" said the poet To the daughter of burlesque Cocteau, Van Gogh and Geronimo They used up what was left "Cry wolf" said the martyr "I don't believe I'm
than a crotch, I stood alone upon the ridge and all I did was watch. Sweet Goddess It must be time to carve another notch. I'm crestfallen, the world
election, I don't care, election Let's give that wolf a lethal injection Let's get him, let's get that wolf Let's get him, let's get that wolf Let's
I am amused You seem to love me But be reserved Before you huff me I'm used to winners I need the fame And if you touched me You'd be my shame Your
mid-air. ``Hey, Big Bad Wolf'', said Peter, ``why don't you come up here and get us now?'' ``I would'', said the Wolf, ``but, well, I'm kinda tied up
and the rain begin to fall But I know what I'm needin' but I don't have it all I'm needin' someone like you that I just wanna do love to Baby, baby, I
got a hold of me I believe I'm gettin' dizzy Help me now I keep thinkin' 'bout that night in Memphis Lord, I thought I was in heaven I keep thinkin' '