this game This thang'll make you feel Ma$e to just plain retire Runnin 'round the lottery My numbers is high, and y'all wonderin why I dumb it down for
dead, walkin You said what you said, yo you was born to be talkin I know about ya kind, ya state and frame of mind Weakened deaf, dumb and blinds,
[I) Your Grandma's A Seal Killer] Rot disease doc cowers sly. Bigot's digest blacklist trade. Homophobic? Barb's pro-life? Fist happy conservative.
with John Q so let me do my thiiing while niggaz rock the play shit that they bought from Chess King But still, I train rhymes to flip like a seal Niggaz
or not to seal this letter with a kiss, You don?t mean it, it?s something that you do, You should save your ?love? for someone dumb enough to think it
the guard was gone Now till the break of dawn She's trying to fill that fix And all the family and friends are trying to seal them lips But I ain't dumb
You make me feel so dumb Like always, there isn't anyone else But I know what you did, I know what you came for Driving me insane you wait by my door
Dallas with shag like Tum Tum Back to the hood where niggas started detoxing Till I hit them corners with that motherfucking sheet rock The rollers back bitch, the seal
that) Yeah! G. Dep! Child of the Ghetto!!! (Can I have that?) As we proceed! AHHH!! (Well give it to me) [Verse 2: G. Dep] Aiyyo! Aiyyo! Signed, sealed
the wires of this game This game will make you feel "Mased" or just plain retire Runnin around the lottery, my numbers is high And yall wonderin why I dumb
I throw the West with my hand, go and get me some break em off with my palm, I gots to come through and I gots to get dumb, boys steady swervin pickin
'cause I ain't got shit to lose Fuck around, lay around and get stuck up You beat me? Wait a minute, hold the fuck up If I was deaf, dumb, blind, stupid
jail, dog I broke bread with the wheel, fled from some seals And the house, I was the head of the hills, shit You get a dumb hoe, and get dumb happy
mine Had a little knife, tried to flick his shine Had a big gat, click, clack, hit recline Don't ever complain, over no dumb dame See you big money,
hidden war of a dead, song unsung The night of your children's day Beneath the surface sealed by the floors boarded up Seal the lips of your voice with
hidden war of a dead song unsung The night of your children's day Beneath the surface sealed by the floors boarded up Seal the lips of your voice with
maze. Masters and slaves, pawns in a game, Marching in a funeral parade of the Master's design, Obey. Rats in a Maze, Pawn and Queen deadlocked in place, entwined, dumb
the labels , stations, jails and cemeteries Thug life Turnin hip hop into a one stop shop Somebody behind Makin up your own damn mind Signed , sealed delivered In a nigger package So dumb