full of jelly jars and heavy equipment We're in the basement 10-20-30 million dollars, ready to be spent Walk into the bank, try to pass that trash
got that heifer laid down And it hurts, but don't nothin' change, it's all the same That's why I come real 'cuz I'm so heavy off in this game I been
little sympathy, I need a little heavy, heavy I need a little heavy, heavy I need a little heavy, heavy I need a little heavy, heavy I need a little heavy
gun you down tonight tonight tonight. im gonna gun you down Jag: Fuck im about cash im from the school of hard knocks you out fast errthing come out yo mouth trash
It's like a normal Times Square day on 42nd Street I feel like trashing some windows and crunching some feet I watch society crumble and I just laugh
in teams, skim big c.r.e.a.m., then I tap my brim Tell yo man to take a seat when he bleeds with heated ears That heavy level Break opinion, dominion
my bills Keeps the fat man pheening in beverly hills I got a heavy metal mouth in hilltop city And I get my check from the trash treasury Cos I took my
it gets too heavy, send for Henny - I'll follow her Where wet nursed apologies and putrid prisons mix Our love becomes this useless box of tricks When it seems so heavy
me pain they bring me woe woe woe They bring me troubles bring me pain they bring me woe woe woe First they lay down their heavy burden (heavy
alive with each virtual compromise dead head auction auction muscle every thing that lives feeding egos radius dark this matter heavy past tension over talking trash
You're up to your neck in the sweat and wet confetti If you want to get a little bit light in the heady It's gonna have to get a little bit heavy They
I hit so many guts, call me gutter, I'm the bread and butter Punk motherfucker I'll cut up, workin' from the gut up Brand new steady, heavy as a Chevy
get acquitted I roll dolo, I don't ask for love Niggas be acting up, afterwords catching slugs Every hood got heaters, many generals defeated Heavy
lock my casket tight baby, so I don't let the devil in People, it's just me and my guitar, yeah, bitch I'm heavy metaling You can get to fuckin' Led
man y'all fucked up for real Now we got to show y'all niggas the deal I sling raps like cracks on the street Attack riot rise above Smash, y'all trash
the rap/ nigga i'm from the hood where you can find them quarter waters at/ and actin like you cant afford all that/ Please my whole click shops heavy
back the fuck off before I swing my fist You come get it I got it you know stopping' popin' ain't taking no shit I stay with my niggaz surrounding don't try to down or clown me Talking that trash
Reject, the king of the nerds Treated like a social disease Cast out, he was a slovenly twerp Heavy Metal was his only release Picked on, he got a
