Lyrics:
the house
Yeah,Ice T's in the house,yeah
[verse one]
You go on and on and you don't stop
Got sticky sneakers from the blood of a shot cop
Belt
hold the ink
while river rats fall off the raft and sink
Tony let a brother Touch, twenty bar rush
The way we push through equivalent to rocket thrust
Swingin' with this here stud you need practice
I'm leaving floods of blood on your mattress
I'll leave you holdin' your swollen backside and rollin'
in the atmosphere
( dark wicked images):
Look a severed head and a dead body comes back to life pick up it's head and by the light of the blood red
household
You are covered in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ through His blood 3×
May the hand of the Most High cover you envelope you
You are covered in
And before I could God
There we were one-two-three-four-five seconds
Her on the floor me on the floor
When she and I
Stared at each other
As we may have stared
of the human nature
Behind these black gates, the three circles of anger where reign all the suffer
The river of boiling blood
O blind cupidity, O wrath insane
And all that time that 187 was on my mind
Shot the man in cold blood
And I knew his momma saw the drive-by
Design, and there ain't no tv until you see
One, two, three, four!
I was kidnapped real young by the sweet taste of love
Built a fondness for things that just weren't good enough
I cradled
high for the last time
In the camps down by the banks of the river
Lord, to be thirty-three forever
And she got screwed up by her vision
It was
Part One:
This is a world blessed by the victims of carnal tragedy
The humans ritual of love and adoration dense-waven history
Sentiments decide
Pete peacefully fishing by the river, pulled his gun and got the ???
He said, "Pete, you think you've changed, but you have not."
He cocked his pistol,
club, shoot, stab, sell crack
Straight like that
We eat, sleep, shit street life
Straight like that
We get knocked by the same ?
Straight like that
madness, war
Night number three, over the river
Right outside the Rainbow
Inside James Brown was screamin soul
Outside the rebels were freezin' cold
just, do your best Bush rendish
Endless, move more than two inches
My blood'll boil like I got a big skin cyst
So end this or see me ma
North Carolina you know I'm sippin' on tequila (brain freeze)
Taught the whole team how to play Fuck the Dealer
Three guys on our team are all named James
I’m with now
Ain’t no change in my style
I been living like this for a while
Crazy, I took me a mile
I was given only inches to determine how my life
of Beverly Beverly
[Lil Bing]
Two joints be smellay in my Cadi
Drivin badly ti Cali
Hastled by federalis
Drippin candy
Sippin brandy
Twenty inches look
The evening sun was sinkin' down, a chill north wind a-blows
The new-plowed ground was coolin' fast, the river rolls and flows
Beneath the two-lane
waist line
Giggle gyal giggle gyal me seh me a grind
Me nuh look ya face no Mr badmind
Nuh linga forward bad man pull it up
Kotch pon di river creep by
never be me
More than rims and inches, talking limbs and lynching's
Cut from the cloth of the cotton that my granny picked
Work like an amputee, ain't
on TV could never be me
More than rims and inches, talking limbs and lynching's
Cut from the cloth of the cotton that my granny picked
Work like
who held your trust
Swindled by their lust
Swept away to dust
Storms of peril whisk
Souls of lechery
Through the hurricane
With unending pain
III
to eat, afterward I asked
Sittin' down by the sushi bar we laughed past curfew
Three days later, awe at the turk she started feelin' down
I smiled
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