Edgar Morris, yeah, I stomp for reason not for feeling 'Cause one man's flaws is another man's ceiling, now when I was a child, I did things as a child
create the kinks Now some hate this, he placed a name on the faceless Implanted his genetic code its DNA laced with greatness Feelin? like a winner from a
of his name and lineage. Word came back to Dr. Abe Sacrabin, of a secret cold storage locker deep within the bowels of a used UCLA research center,
I'm so highhhhh,flying saucer racing on vacation in the sky over top the population Marijuana, maryjane, whatever you name it/ Been smoking for a couple
a couple together for five or six years A marriage license, they'd never been near But social pressure and loss of job fear Got them married and divorced in half a
a milk box slogan saying WANTED PLEASE GET THIS KID POP'D 50 Mill for reward but damm use wont get me cause use all have pisbon on me man I dont give a fuck for
like a stallion. Popped the valium, then felt the vibe. Hours later we keep conversatin'. Flirtin' back 'n forth, it was gettin' complicated. Kissed her for
then things are happening, i'm a bad ass bitch that'll drive by for 5 hours, they couldn't get enough take a shower and bounce. chorus* i got my
I'm just an ordinary girl trapped in a complicated world just like a crushed up soda can recycled, restored, to live again for somebody else to use me
a pair of testicles Each was labeled with the name "Jack Michaelson" I once heard a noise In the night the most sensual voice A song of love from an
a pair of testicles, each was labeled with the name, 'Jack Michaelson'. I once heard a noise.. in the night, the most sensual voice A song of love from
is free A nuisance, who sent, you sent for me? [chorus x2] [verse 3] A tisk-it a task-it, I'll go tit for tat with anybody who's talking this shit
is free A nuisance, who sent, you sent for me? Chorus 2x Verse 3: A tisk-it a task-it, I go tit for tat with anybody who's talking this shit that shit
I push Miracle Whips [Chorus] "... last call for alcohol, for my niggaz" [Outro] So this A&R over at Rocafella, named Hiphop picked the Truth beat for
Trotter, a.k.a. [BT/Tariq Trotter] Well um, Black Thought from The Roots y'all [?uestion/Ahmir Thompson] Mr. Simmons, a.k.a. [AJ/Joseph Simmons] A.J.
in the way. Just use your intuition, I'm here to play. Hello boy, what's your name? Hello boy, what's your name? See me walking down the avenue, I look like a
should consider this I can make a rhyme complicated as a puzzle Dangerous and as violent as a pit bull in a muzzle But this record is for radio S-T-