I could kiss the she-fire Just like a holy, holy fool I could never think too much Just like that holy, holy fool I could see a bright, bright future
shot that's sure I need a dime plus more, I've sipped the fine liqueur I want the cash in hand and the beach front land And I'll get loco from Acapulco
am readin' Philosophical vortex spins vigorous on axis of meanin' BAM ! Consciousness explodes I see True vision of Hip Hop and the art of MC Great saints
zealot loco is some mother's son It's coming down, coming down It's coming down again Burns their blood soaked Bibles And she tears the halos from their saints
Cam'ron: Yo, who wanna rump wit' us, bump wit' us, guns a buss It's fun to us, run to us, pump, jump, come, yuh tough I'm a loco head, that leave you
no money And that clock strikes 4:20, and you wanna get high I'm moanin on and on kickin lits from beyond, planet budtron Bso stay on Well, I'm D-Loco
three horny devils I'm d-loco, I sip pot cocoa I wont fuck a girl if the bitch is a broke ho I'm saint doggy drinkin's my hobby, I'll split yo lip if
three horny devils I'm D-Loco, I sip hot cocoa I wont fuck a girl if the bitch is a broke ho I'm Saint Doggy drinkin's my hobby I'll split yo lip if
from the top don't let the motherfucker stop cops want the props tripping like a bunch of pork chops don't they know we're loco going cuckoo for our
But never loose his face So I saddled up my seahorse With a fly-rod in my hand I was not looking for salvation Just a salty piece of land Somedays Cayo Loco
c'est le coeur de la nation Et chaque annA©e, faut clore avec une cA©lA©bration Ils diront jamais tel quel aux nouvelles Mais le tissu social de MontrA©al Ca??est de la Sainte
Nick Berg deaded you herb, human flesh turd, blood red on the curb my saturday night special, splatter your brains send you the the church of the latter day saints
realized The mightiest friend Can separate A chance from fate Cause you have all I need to take That?s why I think I am I am I am (Whoa) Cause I have prayed I just behave Cause saints
The prettiest thing I've ever seen Was a holy ghost girl And when she hits the scene You'll know what I mean 'Cause she's a holy ghost girl The prettiest
no!) Gotta know how to bend if you don't wanna get broke (oh no!) Keep your peace in the Big Bad Game You know you gotta go a little loco to stay sane
the shot that's sure I need a dime plus more, I've sipped the fine liqueur I want the cash in hand and the beachfront land And I'll get loco from Acapulco
ya no hay locos ya no hay parias, pero tiene que llover aun sigue sucia la plaza. Queda lejos aquel mayo, queda lejos Saint Denis, que lejos queda Jean