Lyrics:
Earthquake houston we got a problem
I'm settin' your turf straight
Your troops I private piles 'em up
The holocaust (cost) you pay is Hitler's way
You dis me,
From the tin rooftop the little boy did watch
The procession down through town
Through the museum where Daniel whupped the Devil
With them boys
Galveston, cause we in Houston
So we at the beach now, walking past the beach house
Baby looking good, shoot she even got her feet out
Walking on the shore
to Baton Rouge
We stayed inside for a week
We weren't in time for no Mardi Gras
So we decided to sleep
Houston, yes, was a good old guest
Lord knows how bad
make dough, like Jurassic
Park did quick to spark kids who start shit
See me, only me
The Under-boss of this holocaust
Truly yours, Frank White
We
make dough, like Jurassic
Park did quick to spark kids who start shit
See me, only me
The Under-boss of this holocaust
Truly yours, Frank White
We
make dough, like Jurassic
Park did quick to spark kids who start shit
See me, only me
The Under-boss of this holocaust
Truly yours, Frank White
We
Park did quick to spark kids who start shit
See me, only me
The Under-boss of this holocaust
Truly yours, Frank White
We got the real live shit
lens, bionic Timb's, hardco' organic
The floor panic when revolvin, Shaolin dodgin
Potion of my juice, it's "Houston we have a problem"
Its Basic
Cause I'll drive 30 Hours just to come down your way
And the way that you lookin got me thinkin on the late night
We can go to Houston's girl I'm talkin
Park did quick to spark kids who start shit
See me, only me
The Under-boss of this holocaust
Truly yours, Frank White
We got the real live shit
blue steel
On black day
Silver clouds when the mac spray
Turn rappers back into clay
My minds a museum filled
With microphone exhibit's
Of rhymes that I
out, like who wanna die today?
My niggas posted up with the Houston, yeah that's the grey (grey)
I'll be back tomorrow, bitch I'm in the fucking A today
now
He said, “Listen, you want to hear this, little kid. You're dad's not in Houston, he's doing a little bid
He didn't want to tell you cause he don't
fantastic
Graphic, tryin to make dough, like Jurassic
Park did quick to spark kids who start shit
See me, only me
The Underboss of this holocaust
Truly yours,
on topic
How I call you bro but you been pocket watchin'
If you on my team then you gon' ball
But not like Houston Rockets
We gon' get our cheese until our
we find out we all have the same homies
Loyalty is family blood thicker than a Slushie
Love is real funny y'all hate to fuck with me
Houston got
to touch this is not a museum
They can't stand it when I step in
Get to hexin' like a witch ain't in their presence
Like a bitch ain't in their presence
range is foolish
I like my girls with two lips
Im nice when i get to it
I like the way she move it
It me feel like Lucius
Paint me in Houston museum
Ima
This that down South Nebsly music
This that Whitney Houston, museum, movin' music
That that Nesbly girl ain't used to
I'm made this album for nebly
every single weekend now we Got the museums rolling While we bouncing all around the world we got to make the big Announcement skate Rollin anit never
like I'm James harden in Houston
The way I'm feeling I may need 2 sets of 2 twins
When it come to protecting my heart Im ruthless
Like playboi said she
the god cold stares
Beware, my flares put poets in rolling chairs
Dunn I'm prepared when the holocaust begins
You'll have the roach smoked down
Park did quick to spark kids who start shit
See me, only me
The Under-boss of this holocaust
Truly yours, Frank White
We got the real live shit
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