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White Rough An Ready

out the back Like antenna to help her get a sense of where she was at, imagine that Livin' a century, the strenght of her memories Felt like an angel

RedOne} Hey yo my turn to catch wreck, feel the effects when it connects; the body checks. The crowds be rough neck so i'm set. intellect thug cock, ready

locked and You're singing the blues about the rough life you've got Not you don't wanna live no more I guess you're really ready for the grave yard tour

spittin', uh Been eatin', been ballin' and you know I'm shittin' Platinum links, chicky-eyed blonde hair Honeys sippin' rainbow colored drinks Black thugs with white minks, ready

minded motherfuckas never have the heart to blast [Mr. Shadow] - Verse 2 Ask me no questions and make on interruptions Fuck your assumption your fuckin' with some rough

on white cloud So next up down the line, scrap lover [scrap lover] Aiy-aiy-yo, the microphone's mine But I prefer peace, so the road'll get rough when

shrink em Down to ya size, despite the cries In the face of intelligence, ignorance dies Dear, it's simple edutainment Rap needed a teacher, so I became it Rough and ready

can you cope this, by far the hippest Hat on sideways or backward, I knew a funky track Would open up the ears of the black hood I'm not rough mouth

out the back Like antenna to help her get a sense of where she was at, imagine that Livin' a century, the strength of her memories Felt like an angel