Black, like a forest and still, like a lion, my knees are bended We used to speak a different language I wasted my breath on words soon forgotten, left
, back up on this bitch, like ain't that a bitch Look at B9 flossing like I struck it rich And it's no stopping me, how low can you skip? This, CD power
to the mic, is like Benjamin Franklin with a string and a kite Electrocute emcees who battle weak- wait awhile My flow is like death row- have a seat
guess I'm a Leo My P.O., look like Vanessa Del Rio She pulled my rap sheet, just like, Neo Geo Hahahaaa! I always roam through the forest Just like a
Tell her to bring three friends so you can -fuck- all four Menage-a-trois, what the -fuck- she expect you a dog Almighty god blessed you wit a dick and two balls So if you like
blue I'm finding I can fly so high above with you Far across the world The villages go by like trees The rivers and the hills The forest and the streams
blue I'm finding I can fly so high above with you Far across the world The villages go by like dreams The rivers and the hills The forest and the streams
stories unbelievable I'ma ballin' star, you a fallin' star All used up like no minutes on a callin' card I'm the bank you ain't nothin' but a dollar or
m riding in the midnight blue And finding I can fly so high above with you Far across the world The villages go by like trees The rivers and the hills The forest
kill that On the for real black, I never show-boat Be on the low, like a black sto' the Mac flow Sorta like a cracked flo', a different plateau the Mac
like this here [Curren$y] Now I ain't trying to take over the game I'm just trying to get a Range Rover and a couple of chains I got a X-ed out college
motivated on the down low Like a northbound Jersey packed train, apart from this My crew, tight-knit circle with arsonists quick to set it Like the rain forest
Like you Throwing fairy dust Then frowning hard on whack chorus Proof was on the scene before Nat Morris Cold as a black forest in these starving streets A
ll hop out the garbage Dressed in camouflage like I came out the forest Four in the Taurus Cause everybody singin like the court need a chorus I'm tired
a skeezoid Gangsta rap, it's Daddy Mack wit a bozack Roy the funk punk pumps skunk like a smokestack So swing low and lick up balls I'm like Scharzenegger
The Time, Take A Like Boy, To Walked Moon, To The blue Woman And The Lady Green I m Gambetto. This Is The Last Forest Time To Do Of Low And King To Woman
'. And what, might you ask, is a TREND MONGER? Well, a TREND MONGER is a person who dreams up a TREND (like 'The Twist' -or 'Flower Power'), and spreads
a phrase disappear forever gone It wont be long Like I'm so hungry I could eat The bum out of a low flying duck Can you fit a shot of scotch Into this
