broke, his cup just runneth over oh no he aint had a buzz like this since the last time he overdosed they?ve been waiting patiently for pinocchio to poke his
aversion any descriptions or whereabouts of a character dressed in grey spill these words big payoff! and for his habit a statue made of hay winning
I represent no matter what, respect or check me Let me live through round 1, and it's all on you I retaliate, you think the statue of liberty fall on
be and the T-R-A-C you better beleive it) Bizzy Bone Come here see this,my nizzle foshizzle fa sho/Nizzle n sizzle with stack at his door/And it's
wrong people And just lost his mind ..just lost his mind ?just lost his mind?.. just lost his mind ??...just lost his mind ??..just lost his mind ??...just lost his
time I am determined not to fall into that trap again It?s the things I need for myself and not a way to validate I?ll partner up with some gray statue
We raise the flags and statues to our mission We've spoken out in slogans and in campaigns Talked and talked on almost every issue Where oppression of
thinking Of those people you think you're above I think I've seen this one before Where the lead man stumbles through the door Idolize his statue like
, the street is clear and empty And green with lights They talk and never stop moving He's sounding her name in his head She's falling asleep next to his
that get paid off Or get laid off, I spray New York I'm an angel, at war with the rappers Good black women sleep over at Cappa's I fall into it, Mr.
window, I'ma wind down my watch Pussy passenger still mad, 'cause I'm rewinding on chops Tossed his work inside my lap, and said that I got the rocks Screens fall
You jerk back into yourself as if falling from a dream Down comes the rain Hot clear rain Washing away our sins Washing away the statues of Sharon Stone
' of my G-O-D Whether what may, meet me at the front door To see the pressure got a nigga knockin' shit off his desk 'Cause of the stress I stack words
find yo' crib burglarized Yo, you better recognize and try to analyze this Hand over fist, how can a man act like a bitch? Change and switch, snitch on his
deep and always carry the two Smack a nigga face, fuck up his mood, excuse you When we perform, bitches stand still like statues Borrow this game, so
the sky I wanna see a knight in shining armor on a white, white horse And fall in his arms (fall in) fall in, see the colours up above And he rides like
and blind kid Sure plays a mean pinball He stands like a statue Becomes part of the machine Feelin' all the bumpers Always playing clean He plays by intuition The digit counters fall
Wash those days From your eyes And let them fall away Change that He felt the wake Of torrid days Ushered through By warm mistakes Suddenly (Suddenly) His broken feet (His