face all bent up I like a pimp got my gators and my pimp You take orders and run errands I take vactions with killers and four time felons You outside on
hair on his back and boils on his ass. Can anybody get you in their goddamn bed Just a?cause they got a crown on their goddamned head?" His momma says
it usually works Then came the words that knocked me on my ass He said I?m Mr. Connor and this is my class Oh on the first day of school I hit on Mr.
none (uhuh not me nigga) Nigga get high, sacrificin' brain cells and lungs Still catch me at the mall with my foot on the wall Window shoppin', like "This'll look good on
[Pep Love] Deceptions inception and interception of our direction is intertwined with what goes on in our minds Take a look at your reflection What you perceive is based on
I blast And came back with a plastic hip Go on and pass the fifth Of one fifty one, so I can sip me some And get bent, tryin' to get bent sippin' a fifth
knowing nobodies exempt From being broke Me and a smoker I need loot for support getting the boot When I fish the lake no permanent residence so I partake on
a price on ya head Baller Niggaz wanna see ya dead It's a fifty g contract I don't know what you did But they wanna kill you ya wife And ya kids on contact
funk is down for the tag teaming Hooked it up for later on, hung up the phone, fired up the blunt slapped the heater on, we was on And like always, fools
house where my father died Won't catch his spirit in a candle On or alive in it's guttering glow And death comes through these streets like a scandal Bent
whole head, on top of the dirt It's Maino, man, Brooklyn boy, Nostrum and Gates Real recognize real, I'm with Cormega and Lake I wanna see how tough you
cross conjoined there on my arm look there There I have understood very well.) Now you are all fading All fading As my age creeps on As This Age stumbles on
president faces My residence changes from ghetto to acres Aborting jealousy snake shit, can't afford another felony lake bent Driving them Porsche, niggaz saying Nas came through With flying saucers, with some strange shoes on
San Fran... Fran I rep my city, nobody flyer Say something different, you a goddamn liar Block on fire, streets stay cookin Girl, you lookin for a boyfriend, keep on
peace to Hear me, pay attention, put your shoes on Yo, my team be bellyaching hungry niggaz on the swarm again Pirahna niggaz bite dick, yo Son, it's on
. My christ who art lord. Hold me down again. Knee bent and head held low. Eyes closed against my foe. In prayer I sing on low. Answers to my last call
these eyes out for me... so don't go and blame your mother for what's your father's fault or all of your daughters will turn out just like you bent on
and songs From the land of ten thousand lakes The stories where heroes will never die These are the stories and songs From the land of ten thousand lakes