and statues of flash, they are imitated in a cloister by writers of stone and holy gooses and... thirteen saints and a King... and... thirteen saints
plays it like a theme song. Kissed a girl and liked it, now she's swearin' off the ding dong. Back and forth like ping pong, she really strictly dicky, now Madonna
schemin And to plottin mufuckas, I ain't down for the ball Toss up the challenge, fuck the profilin I'm the type to to take it there, buckshots and start
hatin' me We just makin' up for slavery Gosh, you know how them haters be Hate to see you and me makin' any type improvement In these streets avoid beef cause we deep
pull down and bring the steel home for you Break the headboards and tell your girlfriends come over too Put my motorcycle helmet on and feel the power
wonder a the moment she spoke, you know I like a woman with a mint coat n a deep throat, and ma I think your crazy if you don?t deep throat, you serve
life off of hearsay And right hand on the stand for conspiracy Kingpin charges, and that RICO law got agents in your spot for them bricks of raw And
, these niggaz is butt Go through they projects and they jewels is tucked I'm in apartment 4B, wipin down the llama With two freaks kissin like, Britney and Madonna And
m walking through the mall And I'm high as the sun And I swear this bitch's ass is looking like a cinna-bun And then I go and get a pretzels from aunt
How deep? About a hundred and fifty-two feet Don't sleep 'Cause the boogyman will steal your soul And have you strung out on remote control And now your
:] Blunt smoke, fifth hundred stroke I'm going nuts, full clip, shoot up her fat lips And round butt, catch Heat when I'm In Too Deep The answer beeps
you And you know it's true (yeah) I'm crazy for you It's all brand new, I'm crazy for you And you know it's true (yeah) I'm crazy for you
. They still haunt you in your sleep. Shiver yeah, you'll shiver through the night. I'm delivered vapid vulture to the light. Gonna shiver, and shiver, and shiver, and
grabbing their crotches at the 13th beheading As the dead rise to live, the live sink to die The currents are deep and raging inside The currents rage so deep
keep throwin' it up like cheap vodka I smack internet emcees and beat bloggers You can see my black thought like 'Riq Trotter It's deep ? go ahead and
tracks BITCH! (BOUNCE ON 'EM!) And I jump, and I skip And I hop, and I flip over niggas like gymnastics (HEY!) Watch the way and I'm givin the streets
a pre-madonna So I can't fall in love with material things You need to offer more than chains and dimond rings I need to know that theres a place for me deep
