Lyrics:
inside of Sam's club
I done did dirt and went to church to get my hands scrubbed
Swear I've been baptized each three or four times
But in the land where
of reach
And the strip malls are robbing me blind
Well, his name was Mr. Dale Earnhardt
And he drove the black number three
Now the king is gone, but
a nut and
Impregnated the verse
Freak the beat like three blind
Mice riding street bikes
Don't need psych my speech
On the mic is just dreamlike
Verse 2:
(Y'all was gettin' fronted by us, nigga)
You ain't seen money in your life
(That's big facts)
When it come to this cheese
Y'all like three blind mice
(You
School for the blind, I don't see these niggas doing it
I'm doing it and doing it and doing it well
Niggas wanna test me boy, who wanna fail?
Beat you
tryna be nice
But some people are as useless as three blind mice
Rather be mates with some weird old flies
coz atleast those creatures benefit my life
falling in reverse (In reverse)
Back into the caves of myself, it ain't nice
Gotta do right by my kids, the three mice (Three blind mice)
Blind as a bat,
Mr. Palmer is concerned with the thousand dollar question
Just like Roger he's a crazy little kid
I've got the time if you've got the inclination
and graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm and Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like granite
leaves
Piled under my heart
That never get thrown away
Two three four five
Our lives inversed back to blind
So that peace can abide
Ahhhh
We force our feet
Doctor Seuss and Mother Goose playing a game of tiddlywinks
Three blind mice down in Couer d'Alene buying everybody drinks
Django, Bing, Sting and Ringo
(Who) the one who can leave with your main chick
(Who) can fuck four girls from the same clique
(Who) Mr. Right (Who) Make sisters fight
(Who) ain't
that, I pull your blinds, catch you f'ing with mines, no go 'head
I got no time (hate to be wastin' time), muthafucka know the name
And know that I
a two, a one, two, three, die
I press my face to the window
I ran my fingers through my hair
I watched my life go around in a circle
And I realized
with mafia connections
It's The Firm, nigga, set it
Yo, my mind is seein' through your design like Blind Fury
I shine jewelry, sippin' on crushed
in
3 white bricks look like 3 blind mice
Nigga say he plugged up LP got the WiFi
Mama always knew I was a hustler
Mama know I do it for my brothers
Naughty By Nature and the Flavor you-N-I-T
1 motherfucking 2 motherfucking 3
[Chorus: x4]
Who do, do you
Who do, do you
Who do, do you
Who do you think you are, Mr. Big Stuff?
Rock this motherfucker like "Three The Hard Way"
I'm
mice
My blind mice
I am the lord with a plastic hand
Where are the slaves that I command
Where are the knights that were trembling at my words
Who do, do you
Who do, do you
Who do, do you
Who do you think you are, Mr. Big Stuff?
Rock this motherfucker like "Three The Hard Way"
I'm
with mafia connections
It's The Firm, nigga, set it
Yo, my mind is seein' through your design like Blind Fury
I shine jewelry, sippin' on crushed
got a trampoline in my room
Damn
Two, Three, Four
Hold your fuckin' horses
Niggas really fuckin' thought that T lost it
Like I'm better
Uhh, turn it up
Hah, uhh, yo, check it
Now add it up
Uhh, add it up
Uhh
Check it out, we're like
Three LP's precise from my Five Deadly
. Midnight lover, lover
(I'll be your Mr. Midnight lover man)
I'll be your midnight lover
Your Mr. Midnight lover, lover
11:00PM I be rolling
By 12:00AM
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