the pool It's been a while since I watched the tube It's like a crip said: "I got way too many blues for any more bad news" I was looking at my resume
to find ya route (haha) It's ill when MC's used to be on other shit (yeah, c'mon) Took home "Life after Death" and they studied it (that's right) Listened
School Cos Her Dad Would Mistreat Her. Her Mom Was Just As Bad When She Got Mad Was More Than Glad In Lend A Hand In Helping Him Beat Her. Sinita Used
that one of these bitches told me to buy her somethin' I told her... "I got a present for you right here" (What?) "Actually it's not a present. It's my
What's beef? hell yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yo That's beef, hell yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yo It's always your own peoples Sometimes it's your own peoples
field marshall Goodman and the man called Floyd "I" Thanks out to Bad Religion,and the Decsendants. George Hurrly, and Mike Watt To all those flops but only when
her child that's not natures way Well that's what they said yesterday There's nothing left to do but pray I think it's time I found a new religion Waoh, it
it to the grave, take it to the grave Take it to the grave, I'ma take it to the grave I really don't know her, I seen her on MySpace Looked at her page
only have this smile without the black and white) I ain't tryna be ya boyfriend, lemme manage ya Although I've got it bad for ya (It's ya boy Berg) I
of safe's like they mausoleum doors getting wet like she walking through my morgue Grant's, Jackson's no room for George yeh, the fear of God's in you
Ah yeah, yeah, it's all 'bout u, one time I'ma say it's all 'bout u baby, yeah Ha ha, for the bitches that think it's all 'bout u It's all 'bout u This
It's all about you It's all about you It's all about you You probably crooked as the last trick, I want it light But how I got myself caught up with
call it hatred That's your flesh, your blood that's sacred For hours they violently torture their daughter Beating her to an inch of her life 'til it's
the parallax view It's real, it's true, it's how we do Let's chill, got take my birth control pill It's ill, when we made it be like bovine When I
Marshall Goodman and the man called Floyd "I" Thanks out to Bad Religion,and the Descendants George Hurry, and Mike Watt To all those flops but only when
marshall Goodman and the man called Floyd I Thanks out to Bad Religion and the Descendants George Hurrly and Mike Watt, to all those flops But only when
a bitch and my cock's soft, the Glock's cocked My hands trembled, my finger's slipped, the wall's red Her life is fucked, she sad now, her son is dead