Search results for map by adam lambert

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a little further down the map (is that so?)
A little buck wilding, island called stat'
Where niggas carry gats in they black moon hat
Now I'm mad known for
the north polar cap
Where I do my dirt's a little further down the map (is that so?)
A little buck wilding, island called stat'
Where niggas carry gats in
cut to the beat
Machinery dragging you by ya feet
If ya hungry you're dying to eat
Choking on Alpo with a scalpel in your adam's apple
And a calico slug
stay gangsta'd up
We makein papa only suckas claim to touch
By stickin to the script and neva changin up
You know we keep it bangin don't fake
to name women after produce
And that was the first Road Rules without toll booths
Even when Adam and Eve sat by the weed tree
I told Eve, "Please don't
of a mobster 
See a nigga pass by 
Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya 
Got glocks for sale, red dots for sale 
Anything that you need, believe me, I'm
of a mobster 
See a nigga pass by 
Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya 
Got glocks for sale, red dots for sale 
Anything that you need, believe me, I'm
of a mobster 
See a n**** pa** by 
Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya 
Got glocks for sale, red dots for sale 
Anything that you need, believe me, I'm
'White Ranger's long-lost brother' theme didn't seem relevant." I said, "It's just like
Darkman--it started out fine but it sucked by the time they made
old smokin' squares, and by thirteen smokin' water
By fourteen I was a busy boy in somebody daughter
Rockin' them black Stacy Adams and that fresh
stay gangsta'd up
We makein papa only suckas claim to touch
By stickin to the script and neva changin up
You know we keep it bangin don't fake
stay gangsta'd up
We makein papa only suckas claim to touch
By stickin to the script and neva changin up
You know we keep it bangin don't fake
I'm more than fascinated by the facets of creation and nature
I'm infatuated by the facts and attributes of my Creator
I wager this world don't even
I guess them pretty blue skies up in Gwinnett County got a disguise
I guess your eyes see us on that map and make you think we ain't a trap
But I'm