The kind that makes my ears bleed Let me tell you about her, we got very close Spend all our time together while i was on a rope She began telling me secrets
judgement(a bigger things) Hey! rastafari will never bow in this judgement hall hey! (you mad) Unno betta know, tell dem this [Verse 1:] Seh hidden secret
a pause in this walk Rock his jewels, truck and he still eat pork He get his little hustle on, he run with his major team Crazy ass dread from Jamaica
ho(the world is yours) [x4] You might catch me tippin at a tittie bar Fuckin with bitches with big booties, and there they are You got: Bootylicious, Rumpshaka Nuttin Nyce, Jamaica, Peaches, Secret
BUT DATS SO UNDERSTANDABLE.. (VERSE #1) RED BEZZLE ON MY JACOB, LOOKIN LIKE A SLICE TOMATO FUCK A HATER, I BLOW ACRES OF JAMAICA IN DECATUR IM SO EXTRAORDINARY
natural, international, not that same ol' shit Get split in half, figuratively speaking take a bloodbath when I run past MC's, drop the mic like the Sunsplash is in Jamaica
injectin intelligence Wackness, you don't just smell of it, you reek in it We stay feakin it, so the title we keepin it Hi-Tek is the best kept secret
zone - purple Cadillac lavender two-tone A box packed up with a chopped off human head with a murdered pitbull with a knife in his stomach Federal Express to your secret
from 'round my way Now get this I'm with the good shit I'm through with smoking bullshit I gotta connect, that's full in effect, and that's our little secret
here ya go the keys Now let's get on the jet Lessons for the world No time to pay a check Tell ya parents we gonna call when we in Jamaica And when you
know anybody in the room Peace You can try to trip him up to y'all probably do this all the time Peace probably got some secrets we don't know about We
di taglio e manite, e un vuoto pieno di vite senorite ballano a ritmo di cuba libre e la vita bassa da in mostra Victoria's Secrets lumo fuori una sizza
you and me is the way it?s supposed to be Yeah ma, let me lay you on the sofa, slide a little closer Fly you to the coast of Jamaica, take a shot of
everybody, you know? But uh, we gon' do our thing baby, we gon' do our thing Yo, I man T.H.U.G. something stunnin', rappers get done in I migrate, Queens Jamaica
, purple Cadillac lavender two-tone A box packed up with a chopped off human head With a murdered pitbull with a knife in his stomach Federal Express to your secret
