Lyrics:
Twenty dollars out of momma's purse
Bought us a tank of gas some Redman tobacco
When we were just teenage kids
Me and my old buddy Johnny we'd go
to death
To tell daddy of fowl play
For 20 years
She carried the quilt
For everytime that nicka
Got in her quilt
Confusion caused
By her body's response
Cuz
what I did
Avoided the bid
Fought two years an then I slid
That gun charge dont
Compare to shit I did Comfortable dawg
Don't gotta prove shit
That's
We know now that I'm the early years of the 20th century
This world was being watched closely by intelligences greater then man
Yet as mortal as his
Like the Bush administration gave to the Taliban
And fuck packing grams nigga, learn to speak and behave
You wanna spend twenty years as a government
Any day now, Quadron Wilson will be released from prison early
He's the man who was surrounded by more than 20 local, state, and federal agents
the year 2000,
The suicide rate for teens is up twenty-eight percent
With an average of five deaths a day"
I will kill you, that's a fact
I'm actin' fast
evil giant's toy (When it's late at night)
I believe in something
My friend had his death foretold
When he was twenty-six years old
I say the right
Yo yo yo
Twenty-three years I’m in my head
Thinking bout what life is about
When will I figure out I’ll never figure it out?
Try not to live
love Styles
Love LOX lovers all geeking thru the crowd
Love me like me at 14 geeking out
Or 20 years later still screaming who it's bout
Love me
grind in stock
Aught sneaky by gusts
Ever since I came from Jamaica always gettin' cash
All I knew is pies and that match
Fam all stash, West end king
little Limp Bizkit bastards
And Moby, you can get stomped by Obie
You thirty six year old bald headed fag, blow me
You don't know me, you're too old,
all across the land
There's no need to argue
Parents just don't understand
"Parents" 24 lines, 734 characters.
I remember one year
My mom took me
turn twenty
Two years left to keep the P steady
But you know what the white boy's like
I'll spend it tonight and
Be coming home messy
Get me? Nah you
Parlay never
I bet on fucking one number 20 years strong baby
All you did is one summer
From hummer toy collecting
To the big ghost
I do not wait for
Overcome by nightmares- adulthood scares
Of dying in my sleep before the 21st year
1st mistake- took they pain- made it my own
Sittin' on a throne- crown
ever and
Making that shit understandable
Legend in the making lemme sample you
The Wright road is my avenue
I do what I have to do
Twenty years old with
Let's go to Saks Fifth, bitch, I'ma buy you Some Prada or somethin'
Fuck spendin' $20 bills, baby, let's spend hundreds
Fuego, everything that a nigga do
by now she
Figured she would make it
10 years later she's a damn good waitress
So I tipped her good
Said it's lonely at the top
She said she was lonely
What? You don't have a shirt or a trouser, at all?
I only had one.. And now that's torn..
You know, I have twenty dresses...
My uncle's sent me four pairs
and they’d applaud
Without hearing a single word, word
Hop in the whip and swerve, swerve
They wanna hear I’m broke
But I made 20k off of the shirt, shirt
That
and cleavers, and my knives and scissors
In a surgery bag, leave my morbid workshop
I like them young, around twenty years old
more flesh - less time
Follow
a dollar to get in and twenty-five cents a beer
They play rock and roll music like it hasn't been rocked for years
Well she's sexy and seventeen .....
rhymes for hours, man I basically would think
I'd have made it by now, looking back that's a funny thought
This shit will take years, I worry time's
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