a world of make believe It's hard to hold on to nothing but we can't give in Cause everything that is real and that matters ain't for free So we scrape and bleed
tell them put the mic away and run and get your Emmy's out Lean back mother .... This here's a three peat we back at the Rucker It's good coke crack
wanted it blue you said we got to paint it pink And there's pieces of ya hair still sittin in my sink And you still got underwear that's sittin in the
{yella boy} Here come's an hard head rapper bout to crush yo phone My name is yella boy no not sylvester stallion Born and raised in third because that's my home There's
{Yella Boy} Here come's an hard head rapper bout to crush yo phone My name is Yella Boy no not Sylvester Stallion Born and raised in third because that's my home There's
Pineapple crushed 850 swerve it with a rush Plush the Canola Range spittin' off the roof, holdin' my change Yo it's ragtime, universal 12 Monkey mind It's
Verse 2] The compartment allies Now my device shatters the fusel anomas And for my dialectical, destroyed innocuous sinconquent Travel beyond 5 dimensions A cipher cytoplasm or phantasm An Orc's
to get started.. Don't want to but the forces forced me When it can't category allegory They translated it for me U-M-L-O-U-T: Umlaut That's the reason
me faded (Esham) I'm in the water with the sharks bleeding That's why I be a killa for no reason, speeding My flows dope like OZ's and crush pounds
crushing them And I'll kick you plain and simple, it's a sin man Leave it to the coroner to detect this And I'm sure the U.S.A. to wreck this He drives
color.. [Hook x2: U-God] Move, grind, move, grind Move, grind, move, grind [U-God] Yo, yo, it's hard to smile, cuz life's so for real It's funny what
The compartment allies Now my device shatters the fusel anomas And for my dialectical, destroyed innocuous sinconquent Travel beyond 5 dimensions A cipher cytoplasm or phantasm An Orc?s
that bootlegging bitch Pic That's some bullshit talking, super weak ass niggaz Telling lies, everytime you try to speak trash nigga Gotta bootleg my c.d.'s
lo-ha Pineapple crushed 850 swerve it with a rush Plush the Canola Range spittin off the roof, holdin my change Yo it's ragtime, universal 12 Monkey mind It's
about crushing them And I'll kick you plain and simple it's a sin man Leave it to the coroner to detect this And I'm sure the U.S.A. to wreck this
a hoe, a bankroll and a bag of weed I'm guaranteed to fuck her till her nose bleed Even if your new man's a certified mack You'll get that H-town in ya
