a lady She got everthing that I don't wanna live without She's kinda like a rose She's kinda like a rose She's kinda like a rose And you might wanna
spray Like raa raa, Glenn Beck better duck like foie gras Make shots poke his face like Gaga But mama says forgive, so I give him that bar like a Mars
and the turning of destruction filled our house The blood-thirsty yearning clamored all about us Darkness rose up from the floor like a demon Fearful
bounce the ball eight pounds and two ounces That's how I'm livin, just like a rottweiler When I was a shorty, I was a lot wilder But then I got milder, and settled down with a
smoker, in the cut for the Lawnmower I water, I ride the wale that ate, Jonah Over, your faced wit the black cape over You woke up four Gorillas wit a makeover Packin' a
haunted for real I've all ready danced with death. a dozen black roses I pose with babies breath Be afraid a place where magic is made I'll rain on your
for real I've all ready danced with death. a dozen black roses I pose with babies breath be afraid a place where magic is made I'll rain on your parade
a lil liquor a lil rose for my lil young'n a n-gga suffer, aint eating nothing they still bluffin while I go hard and spit retarded like them little busta
going now, yeah, you cleaning with my motherfucking ground Bitch I'm a boss, I'm a boss, bitch I'm a boss, I'm a boss, bitch I'm a boss, I'm a boss I
about was how they set me apart I never knew a killer whale who had so much bark The heart of a lion, I'm sharp as a dart And it took me a long while
tons of rocks A beautiful day, a wonderful night A suitable pasttime just rockin the mic A day in the life, a life in a day You know when they comin
like... Doug Fresh beat box like rhaaa and you know that kane spit like... and that's the reason game spit like... KRS-One spits like... Doug Fresh
and a smoke got me loaded Put a purple ocean in my soda make potion Pull a rover over by some hoes in Magnolias Roll ya body like a snake slow for all
, I'm Super Turnt Up (x2) a nigga beat, beat and shawty toot, toot, blowin' out there brains, car need a new roof, lookin' like a superstar, when I roll
torch it. Freak abort. Fold or hold a cold cell in peak enforcement fortress. That's a sheep corpse who under penumbra turned tail like a sea horse.
chopped up in pieces His soul done rose, I placed them tubes up under my mattress My conscience is black and it's strange 'Cause I murdered a bitch and
box chopped up in pieces His soul done rose, I placed them tubes up under my mattress My conscience is black and it's strange Cause I murdered a (edit
