, gun powder stains Smellin' like trees, set some mill on the brain Skeemin' on ya girls, bamboozled on ya chain Got ill upon a train, twistin' off a cap Of a
gonna mother hubbard soft soap me With just a pocketful of soap Money for dope Money for rope I'm sick to death of seeing things From tight-lipped,
dicky is gonna mother hubbard soft soap me with just a pocketful of hope money for dope money for rope i'm sick to death of seeing things from tight
beat they game tight Baby, get the name right, see G. comin' like a train light And niggas be don pretending But I'm armed and bendin', so they can get the John Lennon
by John Lennon I'm sick & tired of hearing things From uptight, short-sighted, narrow-minded All I want is the truth Just give me some truth I've had
the name right, see G. comin, like a train light And niggas be don pretending But I'm armed and bendin, so they can get the John Lennon Hundred dollar
the John Lennon Head rests, TV's in 'em Best in the nation, on this playstation The Don Daata, gotta get you hotter Been a buck naked nigga smokin' water
Rodriguez in the bullpen, my African witchcraft is tight What's scary I don't write with a dull pen Like some guy suckin the cock like a John Lennon fan with a
strike, daily mic fights, shoot out the street lights [Method Man] Sight beyond sight, late night, city light Tight like a virgin, mergin with my A-Alikes
like 95 Fahrenheit On a summer night, tight spot where bodies rot Rats drink from water drops, in the streets niggaz Little kids scared cops, wit red dots <a
95 Fahrenheit On a summer night, tight spot where bodies rot Rats drink from water drops, in the streets niggaz Little kids scared cops, wit red dots <a