Lyrics:
they've done
I try to turn around and leave this fucking ground
But nothing can be found as my head hits the ground
Eyes fall upon me
I'm feeling like
So what's up, Big Bahama Mama?
You know where to find me
You could never climb me
So why do you persist
To be placed upon my fuckin hit list
You a low
climb me
So why do you persist
To be placed upon my fuckin hit list
You a low-down dirty loser
Next time I see you, I'ma hit you with my Land Cruiser
organize the words you speak"
But my will says chill and I go upon my way
'Cause class will be taught some other day
(So say) Teacher, teacher, tell me
I woke up downtown in jail again this mornin'
They say I went half crazy with the booze
Then they hit me one more time for no reason
But they
Poor soul
Spit upon that
Poor soul
He never knew what hit him
And it hit him so
Poor dunce
He pushed back the pig men
The Barbs laughed
shoot him twice before he hits the ground
His bullet missed me , still I feel a burnin' in my chest
His bullet hits the badge I wear with pride upon my
There's a hit man facing
A compromising situation
With just a shabby doll
And a very neat line in character assassination
She's just a shabby doll
She's
the ages
And another stage is set for many names upon the pages
I can sing you all the lullaby and nullify the threat to me
Then disappear, no one knows
I fuck up your fun, when a Kunt is trying to turn up
Cuz I hit that Boricua rhythm upon your system
That West Indian Bass upon your
Passa-Passa,
alright, blast it through the speakers man it's alright
Say I'm not the one but you still let me hit, pulled you up upon your troubles you ain't
Coming
behind computer screens with fake names and magazines
Boy, you need'a be a man and grow some nuts to step to me
Run upon you, hit'chu with that (one, two;
was cool
Later we played football
There were not many rules to it
We ran around and hit that ball
Even right upon the roof
Playing, running, jumping,
agony
Lost my gravity
Mix these drugs like alchemy
Lost my gravity
Shit, it look like I hit her Achilles Cus' shawty got upon her knees
I take the top off
On the Happy Cat Hit Parade
You better tell your friend Beethoven
And Mister Reginald De Koven
They gotta do the same as you
Or they're gonna be corny too
dem
It's that girl in my bed give that girl
Tell me girl
All the one will stay to 6:30 to 10
All the girl I mean that girls
Hit low, hit low
Bakki khake korda sohne cheere valeya
(Bakki upon being hit with a horsewhip says to mirza)
Turna kaindi chharkda kaalja ni dharkda ehi kam madak da
a nigga rowdy
U got nothing on me im outy
In my seat and I’m acting like a asshole
More drinks shut that baby up pronto
Upon arrival hit my homie in oOC
Get
Let the truth be told we lied to ourselves a million times
So before you hit my line
Ponder upon the
Reflections on your ocean view
Palm trees when I
might need a rehab cause my lines hit like coce
Once apon a time I remember I used to choke on the mice now the mice is catching smoke, yeah the mice is
Picture you upon my knee
Just tea for two and two for tea
Me for you and you for me alone
Nobody near us
To see us or hear us
No friends
1500 square feet is not the goal
Need a villa by the beach upon the shore
Gotta hit the baddest bitch in every city on the road
But I'm happy with my
she really love my stick...she be cocky coz she fuckin with a cocky niqqa...
Yeah she Wildin right upon a recess...I hit it from the back n she
can play the part so well
I hope you'll come to see me in the movies and I know that you will plainly see
The biggest fool that's ever hit the big
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