( First Part ) Mama said, Be nice with cops and policemen, Be nice with all those kids you hate, Your life is not too complicate. ( That?s Right! ) You
mama said be nice with cops and policemen be nice with all those kids you hate your life is not too complicated you and my guitar too there's nothing
I am real, I don?t want to hurt no one I can?t breathe ?til you turn on THE START
Mama said be nice with cops and policemen be nice with all those kids you hate your life is not too complicated That's right you and my guitar too there
The seed of Abraham ended up to be a war Good Johnny Walker that I can?t drink anymore I see the flowers are rotting down in my yard Any disaster is
, slammin like I'm patrick ewing Pass me a bag of weed, a brew, and the track that we're doing For you and yours, full of glitter style Showin all my
Slab riders, chrome twinkies smokin' sticky, iced pinky With some styles flipping with me Memphis, let me break it down for you, pal Makin' easy money pimping hoes in style
Is a mixture of arabic sandscript in it's italics I talk quick, y'all bitches can't comprehend my dick release spit Wit love should I release hits We
us to Yo, what you know about goin' out? Head west, red Lex, TV's all up in the headrest Try and live it up, ride true, a bigger truck Peeps all glittered
cha I'm best that I'm better Run with a letter Swift as a jet or keep up with the pace setter Sparkle like glitter HARD HITTER HOE GO-GETTER SIDE STEPPIN
's like a computer, and I'm a hacker Linebacker, wit hits that hit like LT Watch the blitz, you'll get a Joe Theisman injury What's all the glitter gear
from the hits we make Your fame and cars should be listed as magnets Legends never die but they can get shot and killed Ain't nuttin glitter when you
's it gone, all the glitter? The 'heart' and the 'soul' The patter? The pitter? And after this deadly review hits the paper, In will come roper, bender
a family skunk of rap hits To snap out of you that divide and conquer crap Pass the bubbly to the good guy starter Rap style keep you in a good high
, slammin like I'm Patrick Ewing Pass me a bag of weed, a brew, and the track that we're doing For you and yours, full of glitter style Showin all my
BROADWAY? WHERE'S IT GONE, ALL THE GLITTER? THE 'HEART' AND THE 'SOUL' THE PATTER? THE PITTER? And after this deadly review hits the paper, In will come
a bruise from the hits we make Your fame and cars should be listed as magnets Legends never die but they can get shot and killed Ain't nuttin glitter
