Lyrics:
street groupies get off my dick
I want to see real juggalos at shows
Fuck these backstreet richy fake hoes
[Chorus x 2]
[Blaze:]
You don't even
street groupies get off my dick
I want to see real juggalos at shows
Fuck these backstreet richy fake hoes
[Chorus x 2]
[Blaze:]
You don't even
to thumb suck
Once sought a life thought it right to write about
Now gets raped by aryans in the big house (OUCH!)
[Mr. Lif]
Ted did 20 years for growing
throw ya side in the sky
why'all niggaz lovin how ya livin but I'm (distorted) ready to die
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
You niggaz settin up to get me
throw ya side in the sky
why'all niggaz lovin how ya livin but I'm (distorted) ready to die
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
You niggaz settin up to get me
throw ya side in the sky
why'all niggaz lovin how ya livin but I'm (distorted) ready to die
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
You niggaz settin up to get me
the sun, I'm tryna get them one by one
Bitch, I ain't never spend a buck, but like a tornado, I definitely spawn
I ain't aiming at no houses, bitch, I'm
Shake ya titties for me please
[Chorus: x2]
Uh, I came to blow the spot
Hit the club wit' cheddar knots
Riding wit' a badder bitch
You gonna get
When I get to Warwick Avenue
Meet me by the entrance of the tube
We can talk things over a little a while
Promise me you won't step out of line
[Verse
got to live it up, we got it to live it up.
And even when I’m old I’ll still be living it up, you know I’m living it up
Cause that’s how I roll
Chorus
you get this message
I hope the line's not disconnected
Everybody loves the sunshine
When the rain falls down
Everybody loves the moonlight
When
get a line
and i'll get a pole
And you get high
and i'll get low
Honey babe be mine
Sure was nice seeing you again
I think we're both two sheets in
thinking;
I'll be there the night you go down.
Oh these lungs desperatley filled by someone
Starving and sad,
Because you know your lover,
Won't be
get sweaty.
Beats and melodies, will make me blink.
I'll pull my shank out, and give a warrior's cry.
If you ain't down wit' my crew, all you die.
[T3]
There I was sitting there looking, waiting
Waiting for the chance to get to date you
I'm saying, I'm sick of games, sick of solos
Sure need
Naughty By Nature down with Mystikal, you bitches foul
Chorus
Verse Three: Treach
You get your ass kicked when your only assets is ass bets
You cry
Welcome to Earth, third rock from the sun
She walks into Smokey's one hip at a time
Like a broken field runner slippin' through the line
He
Welcome to Earth, third rock from the sun
She walks into Smokey's one hip at a time
Like a broken field runner slippin' through the line
He
unless my cock's soft
Long nights by the fire me a Trigger.....go figure
[Chorus]
I'm a desperate rado
Didn't take any practice
A desperate rado
or miss
Oui, oui, y'all, yeah, Oui, oui, y'all
Arrival of the Carnival
New beats, I never recycle
While your looking for samples
You might get trampled
a roundtrip ticket to the promised land
If it ain't all that I'll be back my man
Rollin' you got me rollin'
I'm rollin' searchin' underneath the sun
Rollin'
it
I'm not bad, I'm used to it
And if ya feel the same then youz a friend of mine
Wontcha tell them lames, don't get outta line
[Chorus 2]
Well
makes me smile
Trace the lines that lead to you
My blood goes cold 'til it's blue
What do I do when there’s no light
I can’t see sun without your eyes
instincts, which
Are leaning firmly toward the other option
"All Eyes on You" "Your voice sounds
Ill, the flow sounds ill, " she says "This
Is going to get
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