Lyrics:
with no bone
Waiting by the cell phone
Waiting for the phone to ring
Gonna be waiting all spring
Wait untill fat lady sings
Treat them like queens
But we
we finally die
Cuz
There is no fixing what was never right
Too many years under a rule all white
And us all blind by what they advertise
To sell our
Free my dogs, That was tryna find a
Better way
Speed limit, Pushing bricks, on the
Interstate
My Mafia, ain't nothing to fuck with
We go Check his
The dogs are out singing songs
Right here is the place to be
If you talk with me all night long
Tomorrow we might just feel free
If you ask me
bitch yo nigga
you dream about
Got the title the car with the keys to your house
Cuase I neva let em know
Revenue's rollin in by the minute
Playboy's
bitch yo nigga
you dream about
Got the title the car with the keys to your house
Cuase I neva let em know
Revenue's rollin in by the minute
Playboy's
It's Hokatiwi
Glock by me 24 7, I don't do no boxing
Every pair of buffies straight from Hutch
We ain't shopping
You ain't thinking with that
so hard not to let me play
Please don't leave Rio
I wanna hear everybody in my ghetto say
Oh, don't you go, oh no, Rio
Then I gotta let know how I
For the East to the West Coast
Nigga get, no problem, Barry
You no cemetery, home
Is the pipe bomb dropped off in the woods
A man to come home,
of Walthamstow
But the dim Sunday passed with nary a catch
And the dogs came home alone
Eat me now
("We inspect our genitalia on a regular basis.")
(I'm)
divide. Mountains sit in a line, Leonard
Bernstein. Leonid Brezhnev, Lenny Bruce and Lester
Bangs. Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom! You
need no friends (what)
Riding by my lonely with my forty in my Benz (ay)
Try me if you want to, promise that's gon' be the end of your life
Wanna
There's a blade by the bed
And a phone in my hand
A dog on the floor and some cash on the nightstand
When I'm all alone the dreaming stops
And I just
, you drove away as it began to rain
Twenty months of feedin' off original sin
Ain't shut the door blown open by what should have been
[Chorus]
bombers: 42 Billion
STOP!
Keep talking, keep talking, keep talking
MADNESS!
210 dog years, still alive, still here, no religion, no flag, no fear, slip
Latourneau
You saying there were no... Witnesses
Quick... If this hypocrite fibs a bit
Kick his shit in and just get the whip and a hypnotist
I'll finish
Young scoe Mack, toe back
The one ya'll love to blow back
I'll got five fingers, it ain't no riddle
By the only one showing is the one in the middle
"Ren!" "What?"
"Get off MSN Messanger!"
"Just give me ten minutes!"
"I need to use the phone"
"Oh, hang on, I'm just finishin'"
"No, come off,
a red bandana
(Blatt)
He made the pot scrape with the Arm & Hammer
(Scrr, scrr)
Big blocks, no Tetris
A thousand Percs, no flexing
Big dog, no fetching
the snares
Treat me like the goat it’s like we all already there
Niggas all already scared
Done got they hoes having affairs
Pussy you don’t want no money
flare like mine I'm always buzzin' often stingin' and
Fool you can't suppress no rest smoked out and drinkin'
It's a day by day pure weed with no
how that make me feel
He said son up in this pen they don't give you no meals
I knew at ten that a young nigga had rap skills
But pops wanted pape
that's not what it is,
You'll get from me, no parts of the gift,
Got no time but hop on the list,
Forever in the queue, top of the missed,
Don't care
in the heart of the sunshine.
I got blinded by the light in the moon.
A black dog was barking at my back door
When I began my life born alone.
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