future was bleek I'd rather play games than eat or sleep until one day, this guy came along He didn't have a radio but he was playin a song I got curious
the double glock Sug hit when the bullshit stops Droppin' these shells as I bail make 'em Live soil 'til this body smell Leavin' a trail of bloody footsteps
m glowin'! - The rap owens and I'm goin' where they bill throwin'. {OOOHHH! } I dust 'em! - Nuttin' but heels showin'. - I'm outy! A trail of smoke behind
Will Ski, why don't you jump in, come on [VERSE 1: Will Ski] Hip-hip-hooray, zippedy-doo-da Well, here's a jolly good fellow without one flaw DJ, play
stop this cannonball Stop this cannonball We play the lead role With a lack of education And pay a price we?ll never know Our future?s been sold By
holla When I rain on your set, like April showers In a hail of gun fire, coward what you gon do Tuck your tail blaze a trail, and change your point of view Your player
done ? there?s still all that?s not been found The dance doesn?t end just because they play the champion sound There?s bound to be a way to blaze a trail
stop this cannonball Stop this cannonball We play the lead role With a lack of education And pay a price we’ll never know Our future’s been sold By