of what you don't know Makes you want Him by your side And the bitter taste of danger's in your mind And you never crossed the line You never got exposed
what you don't know Makes you want Him by your side And the bitter taste of danger's in your mind And you never crossed the line You never got exposed
Jackpot, uh split shot I'm in line doing fine This snapper I've got the bounty Blessed with the amount, we Never guess, the best is yet to come Came
(feat. Fergie) [Intro:] Yeah New 50 London, London [Verse 1:] When I come up in the club with my nine, I'll be front from the hoes with my shine, tell
the light Razorblade cuts the line Never say never say die Leave me alone in the night Keep me away from the light Razorblade cuts the line Never say
shankin you And uh, the words I rap, put ya nerves in check 500 percocets per cassette It's a new day and time But when y'all rhyme You're like a [? ] the line
Smooth your psychedelic it's called the Nix Hex, dig it Story time sways away the haze they spent contemplating, formulating theory siring above me
Story time sways away the haze they spent contemplating, formulating theory siring above me swimming pay tribute to the few we look up to come again
the vital analysts Won't be some ? and telling me I'm eulogized So you decide but right now I gots to ride Move aside no sob stories when we swab stories
with a bitter rotten scapegoat pardons (note to self) don't bargain at martyr parliament rallies where participants squeeze your last giggle then whittle sacrificial finalies I can tie my new
clear out the park Going gone (To infinity and beyond!) I rocked for a flock of Chewbacca look-alikes in magic makers Hermit crabs and New York city sewer
the story of evolution Hour the wind of destiny carrying my light in the corridor of time Our existence is a point on the line of eternity Enter in the
my listeners; you're on my "got to get with ya list" Scripture gives the run down, come now you've got to picture this The evolutionist would call this ridiculous Story
and dont go dont go giving it way i said hold on hold on to your heart and hold on to your heart the story that's been told is nothing new to most
smoke outs before you could exhale, blunt in your mouth Sham, Nay, blew you blew now you need something else to do A new high to try, a new place to
a vertical line of **** indicates areas of the text where there is a substantial overlapping of different voices) ANDRE Your public needs you! FIRMIN
Here's a little story ?bout a girl I know And this is how the story goes Never fitting in That was the life she chose All the other girls gotta be
