a little bit Coz you and me woman, we got a lot of things on our minds (you know what I mean) Walking on the beaches, looking at the peaches Will you
you motherfuckers thinkin' you wanna fade me? I?m runnin' the underground, so fool, you?re crazy And you better step, ?fore I beat you with a switch And tie you up and make you
Mark Fuhrman Got your whole entire 'Little house on the Prairie' burnin' Stick me for my rhyme like you stuck me for my Sherlings Yo, you must be out
Lord, I need You right now I need you daddy Could you hear me prayin' Don't you hear me prayin' (She's somebody's daughter) I need you, say I need you
was no way out I couldn't hold my frustration, and began to shout maybe this was a bad idea oh no maybe this was a bad idea oh no I was stuck in the
Nip and tuck, but no avail You look like hell You're looking for something Oh, oh, oh, oh It's plain to see Oh, oh, oh, oh It's you and me and a devil
forty that's poured on the ground, so I clown So your mad, but your bad and you press your luck But you still wanna nag, yeah you'll get stuck So who
prayers, you're scared as Mike brings up the rear Now you're caught in a trap and you can't escape Made a bad mistake 'cause you dissed the Eiht You
two-oh approach I drop a seed in my girl, so I can stay in this world And decompose the foes that jumped up under our clothes We living on rows on top
All you wack MCs give back them styles that you stole You owe your dues are questionable You're a longtime criminal there's a hit out on you It's the
past the two minute mark I'ma bang you till the sun peaks so you in the dark 'Cus I'll lick you for 15, make you steamy and cream Then lick you for
To get over thier fears Nicky: You told me I should be strong Oh I'm trying I feel I can't go on You left me here on my own CHORUS Without a reason
type of nigga to Fuck with? E do you feel me? Yeah I feel ya sahob Well lets take it to the next page then Oh you mean that part about the dungeon? You
Oh-arr you're a good lad Here is a pound note The stupid bitch They were made for each other You should have met his brother His mother was deaf and dumb
, [? ? ? ? ], and put it on you surfboard so you won't slip off. try it on your [? ? ? ], and on the, the red balloons, you can blow up all balloons with
test my nuts and be like stuck Cos E-A-Ski's shot some shit up Nigga, I thought you knew that it be on Never leave the house without the chrome Nigga you
up bitch, I know what I'm doin' But that's my... oh! Oh that's it Stop... you're hurting me Bitch I could have killed... Oh shit feels so good Open your
right on the horse! Like to see some stuck-up jockey'boy Sittin' on Dan Patch? Make your blood boil? Well, I should say. Friends, lemme tell you what