affiliated with gully Hot topic, I'm the one they wanna talk on A thin line between love and hate is what I walk on And every song I ever dropped was
with the cars she kept And "Such is life," she often said With one day leading her to the next You get a little closer to your death, which was fine with
ya, ya smelling like manure Fools all bloody body chilling in the sewer Enemy's a viewer, I'm sipping on Caluha Sitting back chilling with my nigga SonDuhla Heading
poppin off at the chops boy we poppin off shots guaranteeing a spot at the top first place for niggas gettin guys who think you fuckin with trick
you crazy? And what's up with them glasses, what'cha eye kinda lazy? Anyways we gotta clean that shit up out the backseat But first what's up with that
with sorrow All the streets are filled with pain Around my way Around my way Around my way All the corners filled with sorrow All the streets are filled with
out loud again When they deal with their close associates and friends You know Sneak it in with they friends at the job Happy hour at the bar, while this song
honor you Blow your lil' head off while you're tying your shoe But back in the kitchen Pyrex's Occupied by the twins, bank robbers with large records
a King Song of a Queen, dawned with the wings Bow and kiss 'em, if he's a fraud than strip 'im From all this badness, greet him with daggers We more than
just this? And I stay Calm recite this song listen Second verse connects fittin Her with you and you with me and third verse needs remixin I need a fifth
brick house with the chocolate frame I went to school with her, 12th grade, I used to fool with her She put me on with her squad, I got cool with her
, to get at the boys in blue This song goes out to the whole justice system Instead of listening to the kids with the problems They just tick them off
my head Keep the tools in the shed Got a place to lay But a place to stay That's what I deal with on a day to day Phone off heat off loan shark spaghetti
my head Keep the tools in the shed Got a place to lay But a place to stay? That's what I deal with on a day to day Phone off heat off loan shark spaghetti
me hear you rap something 'bout us I'ma break the hands of the man who wrote your shit We take minks off backs Them grime niggas in clubs that make niggas walk With them
fuckin' with mines A nigga, God blessed with such an undeniable shine I hope you know there's nothin' fresher The manifester apply the pressure Tie you up and gag you in your mouth with
at the end of the song [Cee:] Oh you mean we're at the end of the song? [Pain:] Yeah, everybody is already done their rap that's the whole Dope House
them soundclash see winnin them, just begginin them Get rid of ev-ery bit of them with them negative idioms I don't even consider them In the new millenium we killin them