There is no grace in act five Only the nerves, insect-like twitches Involuntary bowel movements, and confusion a snail in salt doesn't fall asleep with
okay Pump the cheap talk, I'ma just let the beat knock What you got [Verse 1 - Loon] Yeah I see you girl, why you lookin at me And why your man in the
throw the hook you proceed to get cook With the game and the soldiers sit When I came, the game that I owed you one Wide big Lincoln, why he died on
tell a brother You've got a lot of money But you don't 'cause Yo lad you know what I be frontin' I'ma tell you why? 'Cause You act like you can fight
same Because money changes everything [ ROUND 1: Donald D ] Once again comin at you hyper Donald D the Syndicate Sniper Boston Strangler, Charles Manson No matter what killer I mention, keep dancin _Five
drop science? You're dumb Stupid ignorant, don't even talk to me At school you dropped Math, Science and History And then you get on the mic and try to act
Ohh! The top feel so much better than the bottom So much better Man you's a window shopper Mad at me, I think I know why Man you's a window shopper In
stomp through the five boroughs Head back to Brooklyn in the Expo Back on the block, I see the cops everybody clockin Buckshot, when you see the rocks, me I got you shocked Why
thang, a damn thang Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang Now why did they kill him It's
, clock her ass and mash out Get ya cash out, why ya motherfuckers sleep and ya passed out I'm in the hood tryin' to make a G before nine Five thirty
good, girl Why you kick it like that, girl Callin me from the back, and My niggaz don't know how to act, and And if it's all hood, babe Why you lookin
crack Now my nicks look like dubs I could hustle, I could flip that pack Crack in my bitch ass, she shit that back Niggaz wonder why she sit like that Four five
potnas in the club and we chillin' to the max Poppin' bottles, blowin' money, we ain't learn how to act All in the V.I.P. spendin' four or five stacks
Poupon Man, we been gettin' dough since we was way too young The record sales, was the mob that'll make me a don You see this is why I'm hot, and this is why
' Grey Poupon Man, we been gettin' dough since we was way too young The record sales was the mob that'll make me a Don You see this is why I'm hot, and this is why
chrome B O W? It's no act yo, no This chick can keep my dick Between her cheek and gums, like tobacco On the F.D.R. doin' like 90 a pop Fuck five-0
