Lyrics:
inches on TV make her twerk
It going to take one hour to
Have her to squirt whoa
It's like one two three
I mean these shows be
So crazy sometimes homes
on the other side of town who wanna ride wit me
(Throw ya hands up, hands up)
They can't hide, listen to the rough shit, my click
(Throw ya motherfuckin hands
lanes
What this world coming too, and evil territory
You post to be his blood
Thats gon be down to ride, and never tell a lie to him
Always be there by
a nigga more for me bitch
but today I'm with Three 6 and I'm showin love
where these Tennessee hoe suck dick till they see blood
wearin my black
Ride for my dawgs
Slide wit my dawgs
Die wit my
Tryna ride for my dawgs
Die wit my dawgs
Slide for my muhfuckin niggas
No hyperbole, I'm praying that
fuckers stayin' mad
Bastard, I'm a Snow, just like what we writing in
I get high and ride dragons just to come home again
We in the stu', too high to even
WHISKEY AND FIRE
BRENN HILL/Red Cliffs Press Music (BMI)
VERSE 1:
Whiskey and fire was all a man had
When the arrow or the knife made the blood
hair pullin on her inches , and I walk around with extensions
Not these dreads talking bout these pistols
You fuck with fam I'll leave with red on my
the bitch
'Bout to drive in her street
Medicated, born to die in this heat
Ride through, four fat cigarillos in
Knife out, blood out 6 inches in
Still high,
ride it nicely
Bouncing on my dick with
My inches inside of you
My mission dominates whether you on top me or you're submissive
Every time I think
Never been that type
To jump into that water playing games with that white
I was really on that corner with them pills by the pack
All it took one
niggas on the other side of town who want to ride wit me
(Throw ya hands up, hands up)
They can't hide, listen to the rough shit, my click
(Throw ya
niggas on the other side of town who want to ride wit me
(Throw ya hands up, hands up)
They can't hide, listen to the rough shit, my click
(Throw ya
Niggas comin by the block
Tryna ride the cops
Migrain from my chain when I hit the block
Toguns, been funs, west coast, style young
VIC in the club, roll
Yo what's up.
For those who don't know.
I go by the name of Tech N9ne.
I'm gonna let you in on a little secret.
Some of the things already known,
First, lullaby
First, son, will, ever, hear
And never forget
Mommy almost bled to death when she have him, finally
She'd already lost, three
First, lullaby
First, son, will, ever, hear
And never forget
Mommy almost bled to death when she have him, finally
She'd already lost, three
love is what I live by
But I’d rather do that than a drive by.
I eat a daily parfait for a snack
Cuz I gotta keep the body in tact.
I don’t smoke, I
Hey pull over
I can suck you off now if you want
Just turn the hazards on
It won't take more than 3 minutes
This barista looks like a drug addict
But
Used to call me wack now I'm hearing no complaints
No restraints to hold me back surrounded by broken chains
I ain't bound to this earth by any spoken
the states of Michigan and California
Will conduct the executions behind prison walls
The 3 prisoners are set to be executed by 3 separate methods
Electric
the blood in my hood
No way they’d stop
The blood in my hood
No way they stop, No way …
[VERSE 3]
Now, I’m on the roll
Greatness is my goal
Haters stare
choose yo' wars
Or be like me muthafucka and do it with two guns
[Chorus: x3]
Check my war wounds (uggggh)
My war wounds (ugggh)
Every soldier got
The sound of the chariot drumming
God rides on the wings of the wind.
[VERSE 2]
Goliath got slayed by the sling.
Can't ever lose, it's your winning season.
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