is the Popes in Rome Poetical field, thug overtone, it's like what, yo? Bring it home, we both go gone Pre-cord thought flow in the sober zone My life style, chromosomes frost
I hang around sluts cuz she''ll get jealous and chew em' into ground chuck. My cartilage rips like a hammer head shark spittin liquid nitrogen until the speakers look frost
(feat. Juelz Santana) [LL Cool J] My 12th album launched Now everything is carte blanche There's only one God Victory is all I want, let's go [Chorus
(feat. Lil' Flip) [Man coughs] [Man talking] Ah yeah, we sending this one out From everybody I mean to everybody from the H-Town to the A-Town To worldwide
motherfucking head or something Yo Yo M.C.'s out there, you betta stand clear It's Funk Doc M.E.TH on da world premiere From New Jerz straight talk,
see you thru your crew, now whatchu wanna do? After that, caps off to the black frost My pants always sag cos I rap my ass off (Oooooh) You wanna talk
a chance to leave You'll only understand when you bleed There's no talking to you Just shoving a fork in you Who the fuck you talking to? Im pure death
We be ready to go, the chronic already rolled Swing through O'Fallon sounds Knocking out of control Like a boom boom boom, who is it? It's Jackie Frost
beams pyrexes, and digital scales Overweighted with cheddar, tipping the scale Will-Lean I'm on the block, and I'm bringing the raw Inner-state outlaw, easy popping frost
Aiiyo I talk a lot of shit, I can back it all the fuck up Get along, let's all hold hands and sing the song So I'll talk a lot of shit, hey, I can back
A-Z Again it's up in the wind, feel the breeze for shit God damn! You already know who I am Chrome on chrome, blue on blue, frost colors switches Hit
to wild out and make the next man curl Fetus style, right at my feet, my mind swirl In a pattern of disarray, yo where's my girl Maybe I can talk it out
(Goretex) After war, on the return trip, burning my psyche Extractin the passion from the paws of Christ it's pricey Nuclear frost California first
You know I'm talkin' about my most valuable player Buddies, ya, know so, I'ma drop 'em on ya like this Check it out, to the brothers who put me on In hip hop I'm talkin
You really talkin' reckless right now And we know you ain't built for that Nigga chill, calm down Watch your words, don't let your mouth get ahead of ya You really talkin
never wore I might give 'em to my brother-in-law Fitzpatrick, ribs battered, worth more than Egyptian marrows Borrow the God jewels, Gucci goggles That's how the God
more than entertainment, it's hip hop The way that we walk, the way that we talk It's our language [Trife Da God] Aiyo, now who you know is more liver
My 12th album launched Now everything is carte blanch There's only one God Victory is all I want, let's go Ah one, two and uh, ah one, two and uh Juelz