Lyrics:
saintly shrouded men move across the lawn slowly.
The seventh walks in front with a cross held high in hand.
...And it's hey babe your supper's waiting
prescribe me, appeal like I'm Cosby
Caught up by the higher ups, they all wanna hire us
My appeal is astounding
9th Wonder found me in a little white house
evil than men do.
Nasty off the head and with the pen too!
Now I'm pissed
Easy to rhyme on tracks like this
The more things change
The more they
phone is answered
What? Hey Angelo this is the exterminator
You called for your
Rat problem my account's looking
A little thin
Close-up of what the phone
cliché, call me mero mero, I'm a bad hombre
My posse growing larger my men are getting meaner
The homie Chuco **** * ********** in Pasadena
She gave him
cliché, call me mero mero, I’m a bad hombre
My posse growing larger my men are getting meaner
The homie Chuco shot a prostitute in Pasadena
She gave him
[Chorus]
Hey yo, we represent them down ass niggas (OK)
M.O.P. (OK), rip rounds at you clown ass niggas (All day)
B Day nigga get up off snooze [snoring
men do
Nasty off the head and with the pen too!
Now I'm pissed
Easy to rhyme on tracks like this
The more things change
The more they remain the same
cliché, call me mero mero, I'm a bad hombre
My posse growing larger my men are getting meaner
The homie Chuco shot a prostitute in Pasadena
She gave him
mero mero, I’m a bad hombre
My posse growing larger my men are getting meaner
The homie Chuco shot a prostitute in Pasadena
She gave him gonorrhea, so he
comin up
When motherfuckers roll by bumpin your stuff
It makes you feel good, like when you bust a nut
Now I'm a millionaire, and can't get enough
watch me zone off
Supreme entity, public enemy
Energy that I'm harvesting
In pursuit of the riches
I want more green than them army men figures
So much
Yeah
This is going out to all you sidewinders
Ayo red light, green light, one, two, three
Girl can you tell me, 'cause I'm not the one to be
to offend, oh, you're a lesbian
So I'm guessin' you don't really like to put your trust in men?
Who do I trust? Um, heroine addicts and
Teenage Mutant Ninja
want to do?
Let's make a deal, cause you know that I'm paid
All I want to do is get a .. little, little, close to you
Not a little closer
Mmm, mmm, let
nutsack
Hey look, It's your dad, I'mma frick frack
Guess Little Shoe just made a comeback
My dick and Vine both long and green
King Kong couldn't fuck with
the green they be snakes and they hissing by
Me I'll never ever push my morals to the side
But nobody perfect
We gon end up in a casket nigga, you and I
But
and order to holla at my supporters
I need somebody to give me a call, shit
Tell me I'm loved, tell me you proud of me
'Cause shits changed
It's taking
penguins
And grinded through a paper
Shredder by eight men
It was so fun for them
Such a special occasion
That they took your face and wrapped
It in seven
on the weekends
Cuz when I die I'll come back as a spirit
And fuck you while you're sleeping just cuz you don't believe in little green men
Doesn't mean I don't
I ride into your mind by surprise on phased lasers
cnd slice into your eyes like Bunuel with crazed razors
Cuz yes I am un chien andalous
I'm retarded
Go by three names
All three self claimed
Yeah that's vein
But hey you know what they say
You are what you think
And I think I'm great
by girls saying I just want to party
Still blazing still blazing still blazing
Hey and it's no secret that's how all my days been
Feeling no pain in
Moochers, bleeders, breeders and sleepers
Hey yo, I'm just as broke as when I had no deal
I'm not too bright, my brain's like oatmeal
I used to be label
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