out Turn the volume up till you can't hear. He died... his hair a different color, and took up a new name. She cut... her skirt a little shorter and
friends and even foes Each and every one of those, let em know I shine a globe, even in the dark, stay smart Stay sharp, as a harp played by a musician
in your mind you'll be released one day But knowing, home is a place you're not going for a long while Now you're up on the isle In a position that you
it, you're not my mama's son It ain't free, go and buy another one Like a costume party on Halloween MC's pop up on the scene So you made a record,
jumps upon the scene With a lean and a pocket full of green The green doesn't symbolize I made it on the top But Robo Cop last year was a shock The tone
allright on my end. Im glad it happened this way, back in my daughters life again. Aint it a shame? That it came to this. Life goes on except for one
, caught us creatin' a boom She said, "Girlfriend"? Things that make you go, hmm Things that make you go, hmm Things that make you go, hmm, hey Things that make
fetty because I bring it like a bullet from a gun So what you really wanna do? Get back on the road, get a sack, crack a brew Put a bitch in the back
good Roll one, light one, smoke one, sip some Roll one, light one, smoke one, sip some Roll one, light one, smoke one, sip some Roll one, light one, smoke one
back home? Why do we all end up alone? We gather no moss just like a rollin' What I say is what I mean No definition in between Couldn't make it in the
from anyone, ain't that much to take Wouldn't know the difference between a real blonde and a fake Feel like a prisoner in a world of mystery I wish someone
you'll be chokin' On a fist full a nothin', meanwhile I'll be puffin' On a fat blunt, run punk, you don't know the half Tryin' to talk shit, man, please don't make
desert sand Take a train to Rome or home Brazil, for real Wherever I go she goes Wherever I go she goes Guess who's back in the house With a bunch of souvenirs and a
't say a word until I'm through Now there's a time to laugh a time to cry A time to live and a time to die A time to break and a time to chill To act
dick is single, small Didn't blow up, just don't give a what? A cuff? Didn't blow up, just don't give a what? A cuff? (DT's fired) But DT's fired, he
scene like a graphic I flow like traffic I'm at my peak each and ever hour When I get a rush I gotta bust with the midas touch Grab a hold of the steal
board for ween, it's a mental mall for teens, it's a paradise on earth, but in a way it's like a curse, faster than a google search, i just sit here
