'm shovelin' snow South Texas motherfucker that's where I stay Gettin' pussy from these bitches every god damn day Kick it with a trill nigga so you best not trip Bought the Caddy crossed
from a hundred rune Decembers from the noise of the crowded streets down to the soles of the wandering feet I drank the blue skies filled with telephone
Summer of 1978, My sister and I in the back seat just wait. We pass the time by making lines in the seat that we can't cross, A thin line like dental
I rap about is true But the cold part about it is I got half this shit from you Now how in the hell Did you figure you was gon cross That pretty blue
hump Let's dump the sump pump Hey girl i'm talkin' to you 2 is the number of the voodoo that you do My kinky twinkie is black and blue Your pointer sisters
extinct Because we on the brink or, should I say the edge Like a schizophrenic with seventeen personalities walkin' on a ledge Then you can't see the black 'cause it's blocked By the blue
It's like London comes alive We both know the river Gets stronger and longer And crossing it's the hardest thing to plan You took us together Sister
the longest bridge I've ever crossed over Pontchartrain ?Tous les temps sans temps?, that's what we say We used to dance the night away Me and my sister
ruler who will come and unite us under thesign of the cross with broken arms. Eleven swords to behead eleven lords and rulers of the land united under the blue
has to say Now I'm after that back highway And the longest bridge I've ever crossed over Pontchartrain Tu Le Ton Son Ton that's what we say We used
my jungle Just a gangster stalking Living life like a firecracker Quick is my fuse Then dead as a deathpack The colors I choose Red or blue cause a
jungle - just a gangster stalking Living life like a firecracker - quick is my fuse Then dead as a deathpack - the colors I choose Red or blue cause a
Arrested - beaten black and blue Confession - beaten out of you You didn't do it - but you still get the cell In prison - institiutionalised hell 23
me You blinded by our differences My life makes no sense to you I?m the persecuted one You the red, white and blue Each day you wake in tranquility No fears to cross
mother called her Mary After Mary Magdalene, To deny her beauty Would have been the greatest sin It was a profile in the neon and a Kings Cross Doorway
You like this, don't you? You love the sound of the blade Crossing your tinny blue veins Those lanes of life that you've never Used and seemingly you
never would fron' on my folks, I slow down and let the gold diggers count my spokes, Bitches come a dime a dozen, So don't get mad when I fuck your cousin, Your two sisters
Yea niggas, Welcome to Dade County Where we slang rocks that claim blocks And those red and blue lights just keep our streets hot C'mon and ride with